A couple of months ago I found a little package deal on craigslist. Guy was selling his Schon Ltd, with Schon shaft and a matching pre-cat 314 shaft, and 2 other random shafts, in a 2x4 buffalo Instroke case. The Schon shaft had never been played and everything else was pretty much in mint condition. Along with a whole slew of accessories, McMagic sandpaper, Ultimate Tip Tool, Tip-Pik, etc. Extra tips. I mean a ton of stuff. Novelty pool themed bookends. The guy quit playing a few years ago and his stuff had just been sitting around. Anyway, included were a couple pieces of pre-flag Master chalk, one blue and one green. I was almost as happy about the chalk as I was about the cue (almost, but not quite). I hadn't known there was “flag” and “pre-flag” until I read about it on here. But after I read about it, I'd always keep my eyes open at pool halls to see if they had some. What I'm trying to say is I was real happy I found the chalk and considered it good fortune to have stumbled upon it. I was treating it real good, never wasting any. I chalked my tip “...like a broad puttin' on lipsick,” as suggested by Fats and made sure the chalk's cube wore evenly, so there was no giant abyss dug into the chalk. I decided to use the green first, and took it to the pool hall with me when I went (I usually play on my 8-footer at home). I'd always liked the green chalk and I was happy to finally have the pre-flag variety because it's, you know, better:shrug:. Well, I left it at the pool hall yesterday after playing a couple sets of one pocket. About half way home I realized that I'd forgotten it and thought for a second about turning around to get it, but I was like f*** it that's too much work. Then I started thinking about calling the bartender (I know her well) and asking her to rescue my chalk and secure its safety for me. I know she woulda done it. But I said f*** it to that too and now I'm down to one piece. This is the end of my sad story.
