Friday, October 14, 2005


The beardless Mr. Owen, a closet billiard shark. Posted by Picasa

2 comments:

trawlerman said...

Just another reason for you to ditch The Sound of Muzak and watch The Hustler.

Matt said...

Touche, dear friend. Any student of pocket billiards has seen that flick. You probably expected this, but just so you know I watched the 'family values' version. Just as you guessed, when Newman wins a run, the whole place breaks out in song. When he loses, he speaks with postive certitude and congragulates his opponent and then returns to his seat quietly; in the same manner of the noble sharks of old.