Fishing on Thursday

Well I just want to say thank you to the team we played who actually call themselves "Thanks For All The Fish". We'd lost 3 in a row and we needed something and we got it from them.


Mike & Matt were away, BTR lost the toss AGAIN, Lap & Liz went up & both won handily. During those matches Slipper & Skipper had an interesting conversation about Google & the amount of evidence they're amassing about us as we search through the web looking for all our kinky stuff. Yup, they're on to you Steve. Slipper then destroyed a nice unassuming D who didn't seem to find Gina's advice about putting off her husband by flashing her gazonkas much use. BTR snuck out a win on the hill.


So we won 4-0. Lovely jubbly.

BTW I'm writing this entry as my previous video provoked differing responses: fear ("suddenly there was Roger in my room") from Liz vs depression ("came across as a Hamas matyrdom video") from Steve. I'll make sure I smile a lot more in the next one.

The awesome power of Memek

No time this week so trying out a vid message. I'm a lazy git.

F'ing Sucios

Once again we were handily stomped upon by these firkers. It's tough to beat a team that has Beito as a C+ & Carlos as B+. But we gave it a shot. We did win the toss & Lap played Beito, shot well & lost. That stuff happens. Meanwhile Slipper was playing Ed Rodriguez & 30 mins into the match, I realised he was playing on the same table he disliked so much the previous week. Good planning skipper. And then he lost. Down 0-2. Woopee.

Liz got Nelson & won with a headache which we left her trying to cure by drinking her way through it at the bar. BTR was unfortunate enough to get Beito who was doubling up & pretty shabby playing on Skipper's part together with solid play from Beito took the score to 6-2 Beito. Then something strange happened. With the overall match having been decided already, Beito missed a makeable 9 to win the match. Then he missed another shot. His game seemed to drop 3 levels & one's mind wandered with thoughts of:


or:


RDP got so p'd off that after another dodgey 9 ball miss he just pushed the 9 ball over the pocket & shook Beito's hand before he had a chance to somehow screw that shot up too. Beito later apologised, saying he'd taken a phone call that messed him up & he couldn't get his head back in the game. I like the guy so & I believe him. Maybe that makes me a putz. No comments please Weasly.

'Twas a tough night on the baize.....

(OT) Matty B hypothesis

Matt showed up at Barfly about 12:30 Thursday night/Friday morning and was talking about how he was having problems getting a new passport so he could fly to Seattle. I told him that the Brits know a thing or two about geography & that Seattle is actually in the U.S. & that he didn't need a passport to get there. He said "I know that you moron" but the problem was that he has no other form of picture id; no drivers license, no state id, etc. He has never had a credit card either. In fact, apart from a ragged, almost unreadable & possibly expired passport, there is nothing to prove that Matt Brewer actually exists. This kind of thing is completely in line with CIA black ops line of work. In fact, a friend of mine uncovered a photo where the guy in the front bears a remarkable physical resemblance to Matt:



as I'm sure you will agree. This kind of career choice could lead a man to drrink, just to remove the images of the individuals that he "dispatches" on any given day. Alcohol is an understandable release from the pressures of the day, where instant death awaits around every corner.



So next time you see Matty at the bar, show some sympathy & get him a drink. Cuz if you think you had a tough day at the office, just thank your lucky stars that you're not in his boots.