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I came home on Saturday. Ben, Charlie, Jessie, John, Julie and I (Alphabetical) went to Sole to play pool. We argued about the definitions of "ball in hand" and "ironic." We also went to Taco Bell. We argued about the definition of "communal." My friends and I argue a lot. It makes things a lot more entertaining, but at the same time more difficult to deal with. As a result, I'm ten bucks poorer than the day before.

Joe and I chilled for a good deal of time today. That's one of the things I love about Joe: He's so chilled-out. Today he found out that he'd been living next door to one of the members of The Big Wu; Knowledge that, had we had it earlier, we might have used to our advantage. Oh well. We listened to music and hung out at my house.

Anna, however, was antsy to go 'do something,' so we did. We got some Chipotle and borrowed The Ring from John (in his absence).

The Ring -for those of you that don't know- is about a video tape, which, when watched, kills you one week later. You are notified of this immediately upon completion of the video when its creator (a small girl) phones you and tells you so. Doesn't sound scary? That's what Anna thought.

Midway through the film I told my brother to call the phone in my room at 10:46 (the time at which I had calculated that the film would end). When the movie ended and Anna again denied the film its rightful scariness, the phone rang. She jumped. I played along, finally telling her that she'd been had. It may not have been that clever, but it was still pretty effing hilarious.

Peace.
-Todd

Ball In Hand
"...a player's scratching is penalized by the incoming player having cue ball in hand... The incoming player may place the cue ball anywhere behind the head string."

[BCA General Rules of Pocket Billiards]