July 16, 2010

Saturday evening, Ruben and I spent a couple of hours with Vann and Liz playing pool. Well, I should say we “tried” to play pool. Van knew what he was doing, but the rest of us didn’t. Half of the shots we made were intentional, and the other half was pure luck. But who cares, the important thing is that we had fun

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