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About
last Monday
March
31 2004 Wed
Final
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What are-ya-gona-do. A test of metal is always scary, but ya-gota-do-it
if your going to see if it’s real. Its iniquity; this that
I write. As well as a little hypocritical. I don’t think
I have the balls to live by this rule myself, being I am single
for the last ten years; I enjoy being this way. Unless I was
a woman, then it would be harder. If you can accept certain things
about you’re loved one, the drinking, smoking, flirting,
little whites lies and hanging out with other people who would
sleep with you in a second if they new they would get away with
it. Then I think a relationship with a lion or lioness might
be little easier to have. A lion? What the fuck is William talking
about? If you enter or create a relationship with an independent
person, “lion or lioness”, then I might think trying
to tame the lion or lioness will be a tuff lifetime job of cracking
the whip for the relationship. Just ask Siegfried or Roy; poor
Roy I guess it wasn’t love after all. “A balance
must be made between the two”; so says the great Ray Miranda
pool player extraordinaire. Trust is key; a chair and a whip
can go but so far in a relationship before the lion leaps over
to bite you in the ass. The hand has four fingers and a thumb,
I like the thumb it’s the strongest finger. People tend
to love a challenge; people want what they can’t have.
I think I have written this before. I know from my own experience,
when I know I can get it, I don’t want it; unless I need
it for some personal reason I keep lying about.
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There is a middle ground that must be made clear or the battle will
lead to both losing in the end so sayeth the great Ray Miranda. I
might be a chicken shit for writing all this. Stay true to your self
and try not to lie. Lying only makes things worse in the end; or
the beginning.
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My single self admires the beautiful with out hesitation. I don’t
hate you or think you are always wrong; in fact your honesty is what
makes you taste so great and smell so yummy. Appreciate my honesty.
Don’t lose that, don’t sit in a cage too long, and don’t
move when the whip starts to crack. Don’t fall for the question
that came from suspicion of and answer that does not matter. Don’t
take me to seriously some times. Separations breeds’ togetherness.
Its time to let it rest and go to the one you haven’t seen.
It will all work out in the end. Remember when you think you will
be alone I will always be there floating by your side whiffing your
aroma. I am not perfect, imperfection makes it perfect; but we are;
perfect.
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Edge bar is sexy…
It’s got Oscar award winners walking in.
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March
30 2004 Tuesday
Ghost-Dog-Marcus
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 I
showed up late for my Monday match, and the team did well…..hmmmmmm.
Brian won his match. 3 zip
Then Aaron won his match.
Then Marcus, 4 zip
Then Douglas. (Broke and ran the last game). Then finally-
 William. (Broke and ran on his last game). Rumble-Fish is
way macho…
5 Zip we took yesterday, after the pressure of the recent triannuals,
the Monday match was a no pressure situation. We lost the Triannuals,
yes I know but. For some reason my team feels a little stronger
know. Aaron said something to me yesterday that is going to force
me to
make a hard decision. It’s just as well. But I think Aaron
might be my co-captain next season or maybe the other player I might
put on next season. She already has experience she already knows
the key players on my team; and they get a long very well. Plus all
the guys think she’s hot.
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 Well
I am on my way to the Triannuals. A few things happened in the
last week or so. Don’t know were to begin. Aaron does something;
a lot. I spoke to Xxx. She learned a few things during her absence
from William; and so did I. Alex has a cool pad, along with 16308
Mp3s for his -iTunes. Life goes on. I am on a new sever now;
thank goodness. I haven’t updated in a week. Molly forgot
to submit my sheet on Wednesday and Rumble fish might be docked
two points; this might coast us the season if the operator doesn’t
show mercy. We have to win the triannuals now. Before it was
50/50, if we lose we still had one more chance. But now that
we will not be in the top three its now or never.
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Don’t show mercy William. I have been on that mercy trip again.
Is mercy a form of judging? Anyway, I will not do it today or take
anyone for granted ether. I will put up xxxxxxxx on the table today.
I don’t know about her incentive though. It seems she is for
Rumble fish. Ether way she is going to be played today; twice.
I hope Marcus and Oliver shows up.
We
lost the triannuals. But I still played Xxx. No more xxxxxxxx
bashing.
I am feeling so bummed right now, I just want to lay down and
cry. Instead I went to edge bar and drank a few bloody-maries
as Douglas
watched bummed out about his own personal problems as well.
We won the first round lovely. We cleaned up, swept, executed
the other
team. I played xxxxxxxx first. She played that guy like he
was the Sunday morning laundry. He was all washed up. She tells
me
here captain
doesn’t want her going up to a four? If she does, she
will be off his team or she suspects; too bad. We won three
in a row.
Then we waited till 4:30 for the second round. I played Xxx
again; first.
Before
I get into details about the second round. I just want
to add a few things for the sake of-so-far-writing my life
on the Internet
and for those who were and are still interested in the
days of the Will/Xxx drama that transpired four months ago.
Yes
I was crushed
when she left and yes I knew the team she was joining was
only interested in her number not her game, but I am glade
she had the experience
of being on another team. The things she was telling me
about her new team and how they operate along with knowing
how
some captains
need a number more than a player. This has given her the
awareness’ of
how unique Rumble fish was to her. Mind you this does not
mean Rumble Fish is better then the rest now; but, then again
we did have xxxxxxxx Xxxxx playing for us once.
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Once
a Rumble Fish always a Rumble Fish. Xxx is way-way under-rated.
The APA is going to turn her into a level four sooner or later.
As far as I am concerned it does not matter what level she is,
she's a shooter not a level; this is what I look for in players;
the numbers come second not the person. Good luck finding a
new team-Rumble
Fish xxxxxxxx.
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The League Operator tells me my team is like no other he
has ever come across. I was so stoked when he
said that to me before my match. He said I have some
sort of spiritual
approach. I new my team was
different from the rest. But we still lost. The captain
of the
other team tells me I shoot like a six, I said thanks
I thought to my self
I am not an anything, but I felt like saying I don’t judge
and rate anybody’s game according to numbers.
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Xxx
won the first match and Douglas lost the second, Aaron
lost the third and William won the forth; it was all up it
Vinny;
Vinny lost. I dont know what to feel.
Now I
fear William, xxxxxxxx, and Douglas will have their handicap
jacked up or shifted around for naught. Oh well. Stuart looked
at me like “what
happened will” After he praised my captain-ship.
I feel so god-dam stupid right now. I feel like a loser.
I feel like a failed; again.
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March 24 Wed
I don’t want Cybele to leave. It’s been on my mind all
afternoon. My pool match paid for it. Cybele got a better offer some
were else. I love Cybele. At least she will still be in the city.
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What I learned recently.
When you have things in your life to deal with and it needs to get
resolved, fixed or what ever to smooth it out you will bring it to
the surface when a critical shot needs to be made. I have a fear;
in my endeavor to repair this human behavior while I am shooting
it might make me a cold and hard person. I don’t think confidence
is a problem here though it might seem the problem; it’s a
little deeper than that. I don’t know what is going on right
now but it is defiantly not boring. I am developing in some way I
don’t have a clue of what it is.
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Emotional landscapes
I am in a state of emergency and no one knows this. I am dealing
with it the best way I can. I believe in my ability to over come
any obstacle I am presented with in a manner of conservative approach
and serene etiquette. This is what I will do in the next few days,
if not, fuck everyone here comes Piranha.
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2:30 am There was a guy jerking off in front of me on the train Tuesday
night as I was sit here writing on the subway car. It’s like
I am not even here. This is disgusting.
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11:59am. I put the Fairy back were I found it. I just did not like
my day yesterday after I found the fairy by the tree. I felt no control
of anything at all. I put her back well hidden, but just enough to
be seen by the wind and taken away.
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I cant rate my players bye there ranking, number, level; whatever.
I was talking to Spence and it seems he is having a ruff time with
his new team. He beat Big Al on Monday but he seems to not be too
happy, Spencer is turning into a captain. He was saying to me about
the levels of his players and I advised him not to see his players
as levels but more like pool players. Try and take notice of the
style and quality of their game first not the number- level they
are first.
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News-----APA Triannual------News
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Good
afternoon,
Attached is the schedule for the triannual next Sunday. Times, locations
and
matchups are listed. There will be four winners who will advance
to the city
championship. Please have your team at the site a half hour early.
Good luck to all.
May
I have your ATTENTION PLEASE….
Rumble fish is playing at Paddy McGuire’s on
March 28 Sunday at twelve
o clock noon. This message is for those who are interested in showing
up
for
whatever
appropriate
or inappropriate reason they have.
Stuart Scheer |
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March
23 Tuesday You know when I found
this Fairy on the ground this morning on
the way
to work I thought I was going to get good
luck.
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News----Im
am Going to lose Cybele :(
I am very sad
that I am going to lose the best co worker I have ever worked
with in my life :(
It's depressing
having your website down for a week.
I dont ask
for much. some people wish they were rich somepeople want dimonds
and pearls. all i want is a cookie. And i cant even get that
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Sorry
for the last couple of days, but my web server was
down…
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May I have your ATTENTION PLEASE….
Rumble fish is playing at Paddy McGuire’s on March
28 Sunday at twelve o clock noon. For those who are interested
in showing up for whatever appropriate or inappropriate
reason he or she have.
Thanks
the stars
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Cops and Robbers …
Well
Rumble Fish received the bracket for the triennials.
Looks like we play a would be team of cops; or least
that is what I was told. Doug-da-thug, Vin the chin
and Will the thrill will have to be on good behavior
or else
it’s the big house for the three of us. We had
a strange night; this Monday night. I have seen his
before. It seemed karmatic. We lost horrid. But when
that happens
it usually means the next game is a win. Douglas missed
a few shot and he laugh. I tickled me pink to see him
miss a shot he has gotten hundred times over. What
ever. He won anyway. Vinny
looked real good he was making two balls at a time;
because he felt like it, he is ready
to eat someone for lunch on Sunday as well as Aaron
and myself. I hope things work out well for Rumble
fish.
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Ronnie won his match against George.
He called me right away after the win. Ronnie is an
official Dragon Slayer on his Monday team. He looked
very happy.
And George? Well…I asked what happened? His answer. “I
get drunk to keep sober because when I’m not drunk;
I’m high the dots on the sidewalk are like angles
and I like big tities”. Huh?. What does it all
mean George? What does it all mean?
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I went to bar 81 and Spencer was playing Big
Al’s
team. Good luck Spence.
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Fatal attraction.
You know that shot that you love to make, you make
it 99% of the time and it feels good to do it. When
you
are presented with that same 99% shot during a match
an you know if you don’t make it they other guy
is going to win the match, it just doesn’t feel
as good as it should. This is what you call a fatal
attraction shot or a rabbit trap. This happen to me
today. And it
was fatal. Oh well at least I got to blow my load…
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2:25 am on the subway.
There is a little Indian man chanting a song in front
of me right now on the subway; I am scared.
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March
21 2004 Sunday/Monday
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The server hosting my website is down. It’s been
like that for about w week already. Sorry about that folks.
It’s bleeding cold outside.
And
my back is killing me. The water puddles in the street
are iced up at the
edges. One week left for the triannuals. I went to
bull’s
head tavern to check out the table. If Rumble fish does
not get a hold of a short cue by Sunday. We will have a
disadvantage. Didn’t do too much on Sunday but deal
with my lower spinal cord problem. Maybe I should sue the
state of Ohio; this is terrible.
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Sat morning and I’m going to work….
Silly me. I should’ve got some sleep instead all I did was take a nap.
I dreamt though. At least I got some REM. Man; there are a lot of people on the
train.
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Lisa’s Birthday….
Happy Birthday Lisa. The cake was good and everybody was great. P.s Carolyn looked
hot. NnnNNOooOOOOoOoOOo!!!! What am I saying!!! P.s Emi wants an i-book. I’m
tired.
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E-bar had a lot people in it yesterday.
Lots of women and lots of people hanging around the pool table. Lindsey was there
doing behind the back shots on the pool table. Lindsey is Hot. YyYYEeeeEEeessSSsss!!!!
That’s what I’m saying!!! P.s Val is going to cause a traffic accident
if she keeps on being beautiful.
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2:50
am Thurs/Fri. I was so cranky yesterday….
But I felt better when I shot with Michelle at BBC. She
is good. She is twice better on a real pool table than
a crappie bar table. Dynamics are different. We went to
visit Stephanie at her new job after some good shot making
on the pool table at BBC; we ate the yummiest meals. Later,
I shot at the bar table and felt very stiff in the stroke
and had no confidence in the cue I was using. I should
now better than to try and shoot with charge after a pool
exercise; ya-just cant make-a-ball. I started analyzing
with out judgment when I missed. It’s a good thing
I did. Because I learned why I was missing as appose to
letting anger cloud my judgment; No anger no judgment will
lead to no clouds to begin with.
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My buddy Rob (shot-man) and I have similar ways in life.
I will always be independent, even if I am committed to
some one. The conversation we were having made me a little
mushy inside, that’s ok, I need to feel a little
drama at least once a month. We spoke on how many times
did we ever truly love? I told him once, but I was lying
it was more than once, maybe twice. Each one different.
Each one I hate living without. It’s just-meant to
be this way.
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Michelle has a headache. Today while I was hanging with
Mitch, she said too me something late in the evening I
was thinking exactly early that morning. Being one out
of ten most of the time is irritating, exasperating, frustrating
and in the end lonely. I tried to give her a positive out
look on it being I suffer the same thing most of the time. “ You
are not the majority. Be happy and grateful you aren’t
that witch gives you a headache, Let the infliction of
ignorance by others remind you that you have something
special not too many people have’ and also. Try to
avoid being or getting your self in a situation were you
are dependent of a moron”. Ignorance is bliss, to
bad that bliss can give others a headache sometimes.
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4am.
Going back to my place from E-bar. Wed night / Thurs
morning
I am sitting on the train right now typing on m y ibook and yup… I am drunk.
Saint patties day. It’s like Christmas for the alcoholics. I was at the
bar, drinks all night. And I closed it. Lots of booze hot wings and friendly
women. What more can a guy ask for. A good catch? Molly? I played pool and I
gave Ronnie lots of tunes. There was a bag piper there. Weeeeeee. I thought bag
piping was a Scottish instrument? Cindy worked hard so did Molly as well. Sui
was there; he was drunk when he walked in and then fell asleep on the couch,
woke up later then started playing pool. He wants to join my team. He’s
good. Michelle was beating everybody up on the table. AJ likes to talk smack
during his game. I’m crazy. I have to be at work in the morning and im
leaving the bar 4am. Sandra came to visit. Weeeee. Nichole wants to join my team.
Boy, Rumble Fish is getting popular. And I was going to quit.
I am tired. My eyes are baggy and my skin is green from the stoggs. I need sleep.
It’s 4:33 in the morning and I am on the subway going home only to get
up in a few hours to go to work; Whata-ya-gona-do.
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8am. Thursday morning.
Well here I am back on the train again going to work 4 hours later. Still drunk.
I am going to work drunk. Better get a cup of coffee.
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 Ok, now I’m cranky.
There is a guy sitting next to me not minding his business and reading my book
over my shoulder. I hate that shit. Mind your business. He is still looking at
my book and me. Now he is reading my book. I’ll give him a dirty look.
I know I write so people can read it but I still find it annoying while I’m
writing somebody is reading it. I had a slice of pizza for breakfast, it is now
digesting badly as I sit on the train to work. There is a woman in front of me
wearing 350 dead animals. This made me sick.
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Cybele made my day.
Cybele got me some play
doe. The smell of play doe brings me back to when I was
being creative a s a child. And so does Crayola crayons. When ever I get stuck
on coming up with an idea for my art I turn to all my senses an play doe does
the trick.
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March
17 2004
Happy
Saint Patties Day
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wipe out Ronnie’s iPod…Oopps. All I did
was plug it in to my iBook. Then bam, empty iPod. I new
what I did, but like Chris Farley in the Movie Tommy Boy,
when Ronnie asked me “Where’s my Music?” I
looked at him said, “oh my God what did you do?” Oh
well, he will put it back later, I got about 4000 mp3s.
Any way, I won my Tuesday match. And yet again I got the
hard-core critique during before and after my game. I broke
Rachel’s cue tip in the middle of my game….
oopps. Today is destroy things that don’t belong
to me day for William. Val made me a few bloody Maries
and I had a few beers. Then the breaking stuff that is
not mine began. I broke a bottle too…oops. I am now
11 and 1 from Monday and Tuesday.
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 I saw Molly today; she reminded me of Monday; warm
and sunny. So I was able to deal with Tuesday; cold and
nasty.
The air did strange thing to my Chi. Monday it was 70 and
Tuesday it was 40, like a full moon, this kind of behavior
from Mother Nature will affect the human tide.
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Ya-know that feeling you get in your gut when you
need to shoot ball in pocket. It is terrible when you have to
shoot with out having that feeling; no desire to hear the
drop, the strike, the stroke and the follow. Today’s
win did not blow my load. It’s like trying to get
a hard-on with out being horny. It’s like Tim on
the “L word” doing it to his lying bitch X-girl
friend, working on muscle memory; ugly. I won my match
today but it was like having a fake orgasm and pretending
you were satisfied after ward while he rolls over and falls
a sleep; then farts.
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I closed the bar today. It slowly started to turn into a Ricky
lake episode at the other end of the Bar the conversation
was about love and relationships. Ya-can’t own love,
loves owns you. Ya can’t find love, love finds you.
I would rather be single with dignity than be in a relationship
and miserable.
Some
folks say its better to have love and lost than
to never love at all. Whatever. I know love and
I learned from it the first time I lost. Then
we meet again, and then we both lost. We had some
vollies on relationships and affairs for the
last
ten years or so. Some times we break even. Cupid’s
arrow is now a back scratchier to me. Love and
I have an occasional beer on Friday and sometimes
coffee on a Sunday afternoon. I love all the
time now. Good for me, bad for the rookie on
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Rumble fish vs. Mona’s b team--------
Douglas #5 vs. Amedeo #5. It is a 4-4 Race.
Douglas already gassed on two slices of pizza and
a pack of cigs. Amadeo in “the” game
of his APA profession.
D 1, A 1. On the third match now, Douglas runs
the table. Douglas wins the third match.
Douglas breaks,
sinks two balls misses the third Amadaeo runs five
balls, misses Douglas is up misses. Amadeo runs
the table, hill hill now. Douglas is on the
eight, the
eight is hanging over the corner pocket Douglas
misses the eight Amadeo runs two of his last
balls and is
now on the eight, Amadeo misses the eight. Lots
of innings. Douglas shots a hanging eight,
Douglas misses
the eight. Amedeo is on the eight Amadeo misses
the eight. Douglas is on the eight, Douglas
wins. It
was pretty much funny like that the entire evening
after that.
 Rumble-Fish are winners. Oliver played lovely today.
Oliver won.
I did something today (william) I affirmed not
to do any more in the last three months. I got
arrogant
and cocky.
I am being looked at with expectations of being
amazing, that’s pressure that needs to
be re-applied in a place were your game is not
heavy.
I even showed mercy; stupid. An now I feel like
I betrayed myself and my team for doing it.
I have been winning my matches all season
(both
Monday
and
Tuesday, 10 wins one lose) in a way that is
very different from the rest of my seasons,
but today
I took a step back. I have been here/there
before. Something took me back there and
I wish I new
what it was. I suspect I let certain things
get to me
today. Maybe cause I did not eat right. Maybe
it was Brains ear splitting winning about how
bad
his game is. Maybe it was the on coming storm.
Maybe
I am just human.
 Luck? What is luck? A lucky break…what is a
lucky break? I will not judge my self. I will not
pat myself on the back when I win and I will not
beat myself up when I lose. I am repudiated as a
formidable player in the pool community of and in
my APA division; so I have been told. When I lose
a match I will observe the lose and address in a
manner in witch will prevent me from repeating the
mistake again; non-judgmentally. Worry and the unknown.
A mental formula for generating a lack of confidence
in your stroke and ability to play. This might be
the key reason as to why one looses a match after
a slew of wins and good stroking, why one beats them
selves up with disappointment in them selves and
creating in one’s head all the possibilities
and probabilities of woulda-coulda-shouldas.
When you hear, “you’re not shooting with
confidence”. Confidence? The belief and faith
in ones ability. The funny thing is though, when
I lost my first match of the season today, for a
short time I was taking big steps back in my attitude
towards it; during, before and after my shooting.
It was like shooting for last season again; yukkk
what an ugly season. I shook it off then re-applied
it with my zen. I will not get angry and say, “maybe
I should of”. And I will embrace why I did
what I did, doing this will help destroy my denial.
An example of addressing no confidence.
The track pad (arrow thingy) on my ibook
is not working well. At any given time
it will
give
out making it
very difficult to use my book without
knowing the key commands to open close and get
to programs and windows. Knowing this
problem
made me lose
a little
faith in my computer ability to do what
I
want. Suddenly I was typing slow and
making lots
of errors.
There
was a crucial element in my writing and
key strokes I was not sure was going
to work.
Because of
it not coming through. And because of “I wonder” with
a little worry. I was missing my shots…errr..
I mean…. I was typing slow.
I fixed this problem by learning the
key commands. Now I barley need the mouse
anymore.
I type
even quicker and more efficient then
ever before. This is what I need to do
with
my game. Learn
what are
all my elements involved.
The first day of spring is in four days?
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March
15 2004 A Beautiful Molly...uh... er... I
mean Monday-day
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have watched Molly
Knight evolve into Alpha-female-Honey- edge
over the last few seasons. I think it's safe to
say she would probably be the best catch a man
can find
in the lower east side of NYC. Fire-man suite?
Amazing. She were's
my old dream of being a fire man?
Hmmm, how can I get her attention? I
think I’ll
join the
swim club; here is me on my first day; the
water was cold. so I thought of Molly, then I got
popular.
I did battle with my ibook and quick silver G-4
all day Sunday. Dam, I missed my Set and bloody
Mary date
with Shalon and Carla.
Tonight
we play Mona’s; big-weeeweee.
I don’t
feel like playing today. All I want to do is
drink bloody Maries and daydream of large women
in little
boats.
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Brian is not going to Arizona after all. He
going to be a grown up and stay to fight the
good fight
here in NYC; be like the rest of us working class
stiffs,
just keeping our heads above water and putting
up with the Ronnie’s of NY. Every block has a Ronnie.
What’s your Ronnie?
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14 2004 Sunday
Time
for me to produce.
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Michael
Hong is Having a baby!!!!!
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Sitting on the train.
Ok so I am on my way to do some pool-gaming and then
watch Douglas do his magic. I didn’t do to
much on Friday. Money makes the world go round.
If I were brave, I would play for the time. Maybe
I need to be desperate; maybe. My bad boy self
is dormant. I got two for one Camels; There goes
dinner. Just miss the express; didn’t feel
like getting up.
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I am living the blues, but I look at the others.
You-know, I’m not doing that bad. But I can
be better.
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I just rememberd something from a few days -ago.
This has been passed on from generation to generation.
Many-o-people have suffered this. The Fuentes curse.
The Fuentes curse has struck again. I wont say what
it is, but some already know what it is; those who
have been cursed by the Fuentes curse. Poor souls
never saw it coming.
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It really sucks when you are the only one who can
see how creepy some people are. I went thru this
before and it almost looks like it might happen again.
I’ll have to nip this in the bud before it
happens again.
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I like big women.
Big women do good things. It’s ok if you’re
a big chick-but once upon a time skinny. Some guy’s
prefer-em big. I dated a big girl once; once. We
broke up, and then she got even bigger. And then
real bigger. And then needed to be in a hospital
big. And then needed a cane big. And then had special
big shoes made for big feet big. And then had to
were a moo-moo big. And then had her period once
every two months big. And then needed the fire department
help her get out of the doorframe because she is
stuck big. Can’t wipe her ass correctly because
she can’t reach big. Here is a big song. TheSong;
You feel the earth-move-under-your-feet you see the
sky tumbling down-tumbling down-tumbling down. Big
is nice. Big might help your game. A lot of good
pool players are big. I hear your game gets better
when you’re big. Slouching at work all day
and then going out for Chinese food and beer on the
week ends can help you get real big. Big in the butt
is good. Some guys like a big butt girl. Big butt
girls who play pool. Yeah baby. Big.
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Michael Hong is Having a
baby.
Michael Hong is going to be a father. Congrat’s
Mike and Mimi. If it’s a boy, will you name
him William or captain William? Michael wants to
come back on the team. Is this the beginning of domestic
life for the Hong-man?
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 Ok
so, Aaron and me couldn’t find the knitting
factory on foot; silly us. We missed the reading.
Dick heads we are. But that’s ok. We will take
a cab to the next one. It might have been the beer.
It might have been the Chinese food. We went to the
E-bar and got loaded; yet again. Six tequila shots
and a number of beers. I know he knows we did not
do it on propose. It’s just one of those nights.
We shot pool as a team. We lost to people who we
should not be losing to. Its just one of those nights.
I have seen these nights before. They don’t
last. They don’t stick around. But if a shifty
nights comes along. Then to-night is a good night
for it. Nothing major. Nothing earth shaking. No
harm no foul.
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 Tonight,
the Knitting Factory!!! Come see Douglas do
a reading !!! 8:pm; down stairs. Douglas is big in
the writing community. I would imagine he is a level
7 writer/reader.
Ps.
You know he playes pool as well...ahh-my-Douglas.
I think I'll keep him.
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March
12 2004 Friday
Rachel
and her 15 Xxxtims at E bar
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About
yesterday...Thursday...Didnt to much on Friday...I'll
write about it later..
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No: "13" was A.J.
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It was good. The bar was packed. And the music was
great.
Pool
and
live music. What
more can ya-ask for on a Thursday night. Rachel was
there. You know the one who was beating her self
up for loosing a few matches during the season. I
new she would turn around; like a circle. That-bad-ass-pool-honey
won 15 games in a row!!! Mondo leaves, Macho
shots, jack an coke with a few stooges out side inbetween
the beatings; a new classic combination mayor Bloomberg
can’t
put rules and regulations on. She beat everybody
up. I knew
she was going in the direction of champion. That’s
why she was missing shots a few times lately. Two
steps forward one step back; two steps back a giant
leap
forward.
I was no 10 on her kick the guys
ass list.
Her magic turtle had nothing to with it; hmmmm?
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and circles and circles…
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The day was pretty interesting. A lot of karma. Or maybe just circles. What goes
around comes around. So I noticed today with some people. I went to work, fought
with my computers. Ate pretty good, then went to the pool hall. I shot with Craig. Craig
is good. We pretty muched volleyed with our games. Then there was a point
were we were just missing a lot of shots. I have seen this before, we kept conservative
about it. No judgment just change the pace and take notice of what you’re
doing; is it within the norm and so forth. The missing the pocket slump eventually
left the table after about 15 minutes of negative energy. I need to practice
more.
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Whitney is back in town. Gona be in Stuff magazine she so hot. E-bar really gets
the hot bartenders don’t they?
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Ronnie got into a
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My
safari is not working in my panther, drat!!!
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A.J. Has got some ideas and philosophy about the game. And almost sounds
like me; almost, but not exactly. He applies the principles of his craft
(cooking) but he is still to judgmental. If you keep thinking other people
are better than you or you think you are better than other people your game
is going to end up in a downward spiral. Let it go A.J let it go. Enjoy the
pleasures of the game stimulating your senses. the best part of your omelet
is not the formula that created it or making it. But eating it.
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Spent all morning fighting with my computers. Uhg. Panther has it’s
up and downs.
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March
9 2004 Tuesday
VINNY
TEE
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The Vin man is back in Action
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Away
game Yesterday (talken about Monday)
Rumble Fish vs. Joes bar team.
First Aaron went up. The Hustler.
Then Oliver. The Snooker player.
Then Marcus The Transformer.
Then William. The Piranha.
Then Vinny T. The Amazing. Back in
action; Yhea baby.
Douglas, Brian and Ana sat out today. Douglas coached.
Rumble Fish walked away with a four point win today.
My instinct told me Marcus. Marcus turned the
tide. I found and angle. And went with it. I
had a bad
feeling about today early this morning but
I stuck it out kept a cool head and we got
the win;
three
in a row. Vinny got four in a row. Marcus played
like he owned the guy. Like that guy was his
cellmate. Like his kid. Like his rump ranger
pillow. Like his
sword sallower. Like his personal misuse. Marcus
was Rick James and that dude was his candy
girl. We are now placed. Brian feels bad about
leaving
the team. But he will do the Tri-annuals and
fly back for the Cities. Brian is a Rumble Fish.
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Last
night I was on my old web page; Faerierunes.com.
A book I
wrote and created inspired by personal experiences
in my life past and present. I took a piece of personal-fabric
from my inner-self (child or whatever you want to
call it) and chose to reshape after Faeries, Gargoyles,
Dragons and a country of magic and adventure. I
traveled
it for
many years. Then one day I stopped. I can’t remember
exactly why. I might have been my little brother’s
death or my grandmothers. Maybe it was home or work related.
It could have been my car crash. I just don’t
remember. But I went back to it late yesterday evening.
I was reminded
of were I came from and who I am; what I am and where
I am now. I will visit it more often. And try to
get it published again.
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we play Joes bar...Rumble Fish
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March
7 2004 Sunday
mmMmeEeyhaAaaa!!!
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Bad karma. Almost
like a white lie but not exactly. I would be demeaning
my self in the long run and ultimately be insulting
my opponent if I did not give it my best. It is a
compliment to your opponent to play your best. This
was a test of one of my New Year resolutions. I feel
good now. We won tonight; four too one. The Tuesday
team is in second place. My Monday team is in second
place. Not bad for a guy who was going to leave the
APA. The future is still blurry for me. I must keep
going forward. Fork in the road and all. 
Vision Quest
Something
just occurred to me on the 6 train at 59th today.
Im
am getting so zen these days. like elvis. 
