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Hes' due October 16th.

 

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What a great day and night hehe. I met up with my friends again, they watched me kick ass in pool.

Right so I decided tonight just to come out aggressive. Went for the run out early in the match was looking good but I missed a shot lost. Wasn't upset.

2nd match: MASTER BREAK! I split the pack and decided to try and run out. I did it. I got high 5s even from the other team. Then I went and won my 3rd match. So 2/3 + Master Break = best start to a season I've ever had. (a master break is when I break the table and sink a ball then nominate my ball and never miss a shot. So basically my opponent never gets to play.

The team won 16-8, night was over quickly too. Welcome to 3rd division LOL. Man those tables were fucking trash. America 9 ball designed for ball half an inch thicker in diameter, the pockets were like fucken buckets.
That's why I went for the pot outs. Can't play strategy with those tables.

Then spend time with friends but we had to leave early because not feeling well. probs catch up next Wednesday again.

 

No sweat, you can ace those assignments

 

cheers m8

 

The Bruins choked, period

 

I wasn't able to watch it cuz I was at work but prolly gotta give some credit to the blues for losing game 6 at home and then having to travel back to enemy territory for game 7 without any momentum. Excellent series though, always fun when it goes all the way

 

Well it still would have been cool to have 3 of the 4 major teams hoisting championship trophies.

 

Drinking coffee, contemplating what I want to do.

 

Aren't you already like 60?

 

Don’t take it personally when she found out I was 44 she nearly fell off her Tiger Tank

 

For me 50 is the new 16.

 

Oh god you're only 7 years older than me I've got no chance of getting right.

 

Wow it's bucketing down rain.

 

33 is the new I-don't-care-how-old-I-am.
Saying I "feel 19" or any age just seems silly. I feel 33, even if my life is nothing like that of an average 30-something. I'll just redefine what being 40 is and be 40 and it may involve activities that society claims are assigned to a different age group. It's all stupid. It's like people haven't figured out that souls are ageless and still expect to feel "grown up" one day.

 

Hmm. The body ages, but does the soul. Good question. That might be why we never feel like we really age I guess. Body wears down.. It's like sometimes I wonder, I just put my left foot in the stirrup and throw myself over a horse like any old day. I always wonder like when I'll just know that ain't happening. Or when I jump off a landing or platform. Like when is that moment you know you can't do something? And what controls that thought? The driving force of your brain or your spiritual consciousness?

The biggest change I've noticed in me is just the aches and pains I have from my rough and tumble life. I seem to groan when I stand up now lol.

 

I think I'll find out I can't do it when I try and do something and break a bone : P

 

It's not always a choice how we feel. So saying 'i feel 19' seems mainly silly if its a conscious effort, like some kind of wishful thinking.
Other people could say the same thing about souls even existing/being a real 'thing' I guess its subjective to many.

And even if one's soul is real and thus probably ageless they could still be referring to their physical state (which they often are anyway)

Sometimes i feel 60 and sometimes 15. Its just the way it is. Nothing silly about it (only projection can make it appear silly )

 

I'll go and look at the settings on the ultrasound pic I posted of my new grandson. Maybe it will show up after a little fenagling.

 

Someone posted a little Poem on another Forum and I thought I would share it Here !
Posted Tuesday at 10:04
Yellow
by Robert W. Service



One pearly day in early May I walked upon the sand.

And saw, say half a mile away, a man with gun in hand.

A dog was cowering to his will as slow he sought to creep.

Upon a dozen ducks so still they seemed to be asleep.

When like a streak the dog dashed out, the ducks flashed up in flight.

The fellow gave a savage shout and cursed with all his might.

Then as I stood somewhat amazed and gazed with eyes agog,

With bitter rage his gun he raised and blazed and shot the dog.

You know how dogs can yelp with pain; its blood soaked in the sand,

And yet it crawled to him again, and tried to lick his hand.

"Forgive me Lord for what I've done," it seemed as if it said,

But once again he raised his gun -- this time he shot it dead.

What could I do? What could I say? 'Twas such a lonely place.

Tongue-tied I watched him stride away, I never saw his face.

I should have bawled the bastard out, a yellow dog he slew.

But worse, he proved beyond a doubt that - I was yellow too.