You play pool, Mike? Yeah, Why do you ask? You got a crease on your pants.

You ever watch those nature documentaries on the cable?

Tuesdays find me with the guys at the poolhall. Scratch that. Most weekday evenings find JW, Randy and I in one of four pool rooms. Usually at Fox and Hound, sometimes at Main Event. Tonight was a special occasion. The Nytef Manufacturer's rep was in town...

I was approached early in the morning by Randy to set things up, and we decided on the now-known-as-the-ultra-Happy-Place, Wizard's Sports Cafe. He said the tables were fast, the food was good, and that we should give it a try. By noon, JW was on board, and by two, Randy informed me that the Nytef rep wanted in, and wanted to chalk it up as a business dinner. Score.

Then I found out that Chris was a BCA player and on an APA league. Hmmm. Talents will be tested. We all arrived got a table and tossed quarters to decide teams. Great. I got Chris. Talents won't be tested. Here are some notes.

I haven't been to Wizard's in a coupla years. I remember the cocktails wearing generic cocktail outfits. Not the case, now. Now it's a tight black sweater, plaid mini, white ruffle top thigh-highs, garters, and heels. Giggity, Giggity.

Chris' talent left me as the closer, as he would run the table to the eight and nine before making an error, and on my turn that's all I had. I got no decent work in until we alternated breaks so I could run on the break as well.

I have GOT to get a three part break/jump stick. My banking game is excellent, but some table problems have no solution but a scratch, or so I thought. Chris showed me the jump ball solution to most of those problems. Made it look simple. It was.

Stodgy, buddy, The Happy Place has a new name, that new name being Wizards, so bring your sticks next time. You can watch me make my two new babies sing...