Saturday, November 17, 2007

New Toy

Well I got it! Years of wanting one, not being able to afford British prices or have the room to put it anywhere, and we got our new 4'x8' pool table installed today. I haven't put up the brass and green glass bar lights over it yet, but I hope to soon. Had our friends Della and Ed over this evening as it was Tobes' birthday today. Had a great evening eatin' birthday cake, drinkin' brewskis and gettin' my ass kicked at pool (Canadian rules are way different to UK rules!).

Did I tell you I frikkin' love Canada!

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Blogger Taoski shout your mess

:O

Looks cool matey!
I always remember that you were not that good though - probably too many beers - although that does improve your game for a little while at least.

You can now re-live nights at "The Swan" and upstairs at "The Beacon".

I'm not jealous though. If it had been a snooker table... then I would have been jealous!

17/11/07 2:25 PM

 
Blogger WhiteBoyBob shout your mess

More beer makes me a better pool player, as it does a driver. Well, not really. There's a fine line to be had between relaxed confidence and a pissed-up drunkard.

I wasn't great at pool, no, but then I didn't play pool anything like as much as anyone else. Hopefully owning one will improve my game.

Not envious (as the use of jealous is incorrect in this context) eh?

Pshaw! Your eyes are as green as my baize.

18/11/07 3:37 AM

 
Blogger Übermilf shout your mess

You need a wet bar, too.

19/11/07 4:01 AM

 
Blogger WhiteBoyBob shout your mess

We have a sink, cupboards and a glass fronted fridge to keep my brewskis in, but no actual bar as such. Close enough I reckon.

19/11/07 6:34 AM

 
Blogger Übermilf shout your mess

That's probably for the best. Bar stools are a far fall for drunks to take.

Not that I know from experience.

19/11/07 10:47 PM

 
Blogger Anthony shout your mess

I do. Oh how I do know how far a fall it is.

20/11/07 5:01 AM

 
Blogger WhiteBoyBob shout your mess

A friend at college (many, many years ago) announced that he was going to the bog and attempted to stand up. He disappeared between the stool and the bar, catching his chin on the way down. Classic!

20/11/07 9:32 PM

 

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