Saturday- Sunday's only competition.
I thought a thread in which we could share some of our dreams would be cool.
I'll start with the nightmarish vision I received last night:
My best smoking pipe- meaning the one that smokes the coolest, driest, and imparts the truest flavor, is a Dr. Grabow saddle-bit billiard I've had for a few years now. It's nothing special- just your average Grand Duke that can be picked up at the local grocery store- complete with totally worthless p.o.s stem.
This totally worthless p.o.s stem attached to my beloved billiard split down the middle a while back, but I was able to fix it with some super glue and sandpaper. It took a couple of attempts to get it to hold, and I have to be careful, but it's been solid for a few months now.
Long story short, I had a dream last night, that the stem I fixed with super glue, cracked again, and this time, the whole stem basically splintered, rendering said stem utterly irreparable. In this dream, I cursed that confounded stem, and through the whole damn pipe across the room.
When I woke up this morning, I concluded that there is obviously something wrong with me.
Anyway, that's what I dreamt last night.
Have a great weekend fellas.
I thought a thread in which we could share some of our dreams would be cool.
I'll start with the nightmarish vision I received last night:
My best smoking pipe- meaning the one that smokes the coolest, driest, and imparts the truest flavor, is a Dr. Grabow saddle-bit billiard I've had for a few years now. It's nothing special- just your average Grand Duke that can be picked up at the local grocery store- complete with totally worthless p.o.s stem.
This totally worthless p.o.s stem attached to my beloved billiard split down the middle a while back, but I was able to fix it with some super glue and sandpaper. It took a couple of attempts to get it to hold, and I have to be careful, but it's been solid for a few months now.
Long story short, I had a dream last night, that the stem I fixed with super glue, cracked again, and this time, the whole stem basically splintered, rendering said stem utterly irreparable. In this dream, I cursed that confounded stem, and through the whole damn pipe across the room.
When I woke up this morning, I concluded that there is obviously something wrong with me.
Anyway, that's what I dreamt last night.
Have a great weekend fellas.