It'd be fun to see how many times you could kneel, or squat, or snow-angel on the table while trying to make a shot before someone said something.
Unfortunately, pool halls aren't the best places to test out absurd daydreams. I learned that lesson at a pool hall one day in the late 90's when I quietly wondered to myself, what would happen if I pushed that guy's shoulder repeatedly saying only, "uh-oh, son" before walking away?
Jessica Martin grew up on her family’s farm in Brockport, New York. She spent her formative years talking to herself in the mirror and memorizing lines from Full House episodes. She graduated from Syracuse University with a degree in Television, Radio and Film and that proved to be worthwhile in that she still enjoys all of those things. After living in San Francisco, New York, and Boston, Jessica has learned the importance of light layers, irony, and remembering how people take their coffee.
A fortune cookie once told her that she finds beauty in ordinary things, and she liked this. But then another fortune cookie told her that she liked horse racing and gambling, but not to excess, so she’s not entirely sure what to believe. She sort of thinks fortune cookies should stop pretending they know her so well.
Open-Eyed Sneeze is her first book.
2 comments:
I've always thought kneeling on the table was an underrated move...
That's hilarious.
It'd be fun to see how many times you could kneel, or squat, or snow-angel on the table while trying to make a shot before someone said something.
Unfortunately, pool halls aren't the best places to test out absurd daydreams. I learned that lesson at a pool hall one day in the late 90's when I quietly wondered to myself, what would happen if I pushed that guy's shoulder repeatedly saying only, "uh-oh, son" before walking away?
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