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Saturday, February 18, 2012

Some kind of metaphor

So, I used to play a lot of pool.

Like, a LOT.

At home, most bars have a table or two, and my friends and I used to spend mucho time in bars, so I played all the time.

I even have a custom-made pool cue

from the PIs.

The thing is, though,
Like really bad, I really am crap at the game.

Despite thousands of hours of practice, with guys who range from good to great, I just plain suck at it.

But you wouldn't know it until I start making (or, more accurately NOT making) shots.
I LOOK like I really know what I'm doing.
If you never saw me actually play, you'd think I was a serious hustler.
A force to be reckoned with.
But when it comes time to actually start shooting?

Just plain Pure-D shit.

I think there's some kind of analogy here.
But I'm just not sure what ir is.


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