no action!

I'll play for some bottled water. Post 2 bottles up front. I get spotted the 1, the break, and first shot after the break with ball in hand. We'll play 5 two ahead sets at your place then 35 at my home court.
 
'gainst my principles, or would be if I had any

I'll play for some bottled water. Post 2 bottles up front. I get spotted the 1, the break, and first shot after the break with ball in hand. We'll play 5 two ahead sets at your place then 35 at my home court.

Goes against my principles to buy water in a bottle when I got it in a well out back. How about I bring mine to post in mason jars? I'll consider putting up one Pabst Blue Ribbon to a six pack of water too.

Can't travel above Bunkie Louisiana either, don't have my passport so I'm not leaving the South.

Hu
 
well if maniac can get his first annual memorial tourny arranged and Hu can work on his siphoning skills i will furnish the brisket. pool, bbq and crown dont get no better.

Mike
 
I had a water well dug awhile back. 430 feet, took less than three hours to drill, cost less than $2000. Water tasted better than anything out of a plastic bottle. Eat your heart out!

I did encounter a BFR down here, cost me hundreds of thousands. I owned land above one of the biggest oil deposits anywhere, the Tuscaloosa Trend. Oil wells all around my land. Unfortunately there was a rock shelf that kept the oil about 28,000 feet or so down under my land, just too deep to run casing. I helped drill 24,000 feet somewhere else but things are getting a little warm even that deep. Casing collapses as deep as they needed to run it under my land. Some kinfolks did very well though.

Hu

Looking at that(non current picture)avatar of you and reading that story I am starting to see a comparison here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnXfRstZntE&feature=related

Just funnen with you Buddy;)
 
I just bought my bus ticket to New Orleans. I should be there by Christmas! Reminds me of my first road trip out of Dayton. I had no car so I took the bus to Springfield first, then on to Columbus. I had plans to go "all the way" to Cleveland, but Danny Jones took care of that in Columbus. After I lost all my money to him, he gave me back $10 to get home. ;)
 
Where is Tunica, Mississippi? And if there isn't any action, how will anyone pay for their expenses?

YOu seem to be in the know or you are psychic. The pipeline says Tunica, MS will be HOPPING next JULY. Remember you heard it right here on the Main Forum.
 
Hu, my friend, get props for the funniest thread I have read since Smorg left us. :thumbup:
 
One More Thing

Word on the street is Buffalo Billiards has a VIP in town to do some gambling with another VIP.

Sometimes when you call someone out, they answer the woof. I'm kind of curious if we're going to see some crawfishing.......................

Hu, search that sofa real good and hit the nieces and nephew piggy banks and come pass a good time, TONIGHT, after 6 PM. We can make some big bets on the side.


Buffalo Billiards will be HUMMING TONIGHT FO SHIZZLE!
 
I can't find any action! I try and try but nobody will bet a thing! I'm looking for races to twenty-three playing rotating games of three, six, seven, nine, ten, twelve, and fifteen ball rotation and I want to bet $13.53 a set. I get all kind of nits that want to play ten dollars a set and jerks that want to high roll me and bet $20 a set. I get people that want to change the game and play just nine or ten ball or even one pocket. Can't they understand what I came to play????

Try as hard as I can to find it there just isn't any action in this town! It used to be so much better. I remember back in '76 every time I passed through I was in nonstop action. Now . . .??? My nose is wide open, I'll play for a week straight or until I lose up to $25, come on somebody, come play! (We will discuss the spot when you get here :rolleyes:)

Hu


I'll give you action $10.23 a set race to 13. I only got one barrel, I'd go ask my mom for a 420 spot but she passed away and didnt leave me anything-so Unless I get a job I got a barrel.

pls let me know when you your ready:thumbup:

Best

Eric

PS Cool topic Hu:smile:
 
YOu seem to be in the know or you are psychic. The pipeline says Tunica, MS will be HOPPING next JULY. Remember you heard it right here on the Main Forum.

They broke me a while back in Tunica, but I had a good time (poker). Tunica and Tennessee were two of the most memorable drives. Most I remember of the other scenes were just the oil drills, if thats what they are, and a few small towns that had pretty lights at night. Driving through Tenesee's welcome bridge during sundown was amazing....or was that Arkansas? We never should have detoured south looking for a poker game.

Nah, I just know a guy in the know. $150 a man per day expenses to be calculated or you won't make it. Kinda hard to fade that if Hu is only giving up 12.75$ sets.
 
Greyhound, a pool player's best friend.

I just bought my bus ticket to New Orleans. I should be there by Christmas! Reminds me of my first road trip out of Dayton. I had no car so I took the bus to Springfield first, then on to Columbus. I had plans to go "all the way" to Cleveland, but Danny Jones took care of that in Columbus. After I lost all my money to him, he gave me back $10 to get home. ;)

See if OMGWTF wants to take the bus ride. She can write a heck of a report and from what I've read, she is at home with the pool player's best friend.
 
back later or in a day or two!

I know it is unheard of to leave a good internet thread to go to the pool hall but that's where I'm headed. Ain't after the big fish but fish attract sharks large and small. Just for grins I've loaded my BRAD tool and scotchbrite in the watch pocket of my jeans along with my poker stash. No case and cue with a hinge in it for me tonight. Think I'll start on the bar table too . . .

Can't teach an old dog new tricks but sometimes the old tricks are gooder enough.

Hu


Word on the street is Buffalo Billiards has a VIP in town to do some gambling with another VIP.

Sometimes when you call someone out, they answer the woof. I'm kind of curious if we're going to see some crawfishing.......................

Hu, search that sofa real good and hit the nieces and nephew piggy banks and come pass a good time, TONIGHT, after 6 PM. We can make some big bets on the side.


Buffalo Billiards will be HUMMING TONIGHT FO SHIZZLE!
 
I know it is unheard of to leave a good internet thread to go to the pool hall but that's where I'm headed. Ain't after the big fish but fish attract sharks large and small. Just for grins I've loaded my BRAD tool and scotchbrite in the watch pocket of my jeans along with my poker stash. No case and cue with a hinge in it for me tonight. Think I'll start on the bar table too . . .

Can't teach an old dog new tricks but sometimes the old tricks are gooder enough.

Hu

Okay so here's what we're gonna do okay? We're gonna play a tournament, each round will add balls of rotation and decrease the race by one.

Round one - three ball race to 11.
Round two - five ball race to 10.
Round three - six ball race to 9.
Round four - seven ball race to 8.
Round five - 9 ball race to 7.
Round six - 10 ball race to 6.

etc...

Each round will require a 13.53 re-up and only winners advance.

I think we should do it for charity...specifically the Hu Cares Foundation...

:D

See y'all there.

~rc
 
I have been far too soft negotiating!! I know how to save pool and pool halls now too

Went to the pool hall as planned last night. Like Joey I expected the place to be hopping. Since only one person at a time could play the big fish I expected disappointed would be hustlers that had hoped to fire a toothpick at a lumberyard matching up everywhere.

First clue things weren't as hoped was the unnatural quiet that hung over the pool room on a Saturday night. Far from hopping the joint was near dead. I looked around for the usual suspects from the larger local tournaments in vain. Few of the local money players had made it and while one had knocked a few scales off of the fish's tail, nothing was happening by the time I got there. Even the center of "attention" looked bored stiff.

There was a little desultory negotiating happening during the three hours I was there. The big fish and several would be fishermen were arguing whether to lag or flip for the break. There were some faint signs of progress right before I left, they were now arguing over if a flip was to be accepted, would a penny or nickel be used? Some trouble maker on the sidelines suggested a quarter and I knew that adding a third coin to the considerations had just added at least another three hours to negotiations which could still swap back to arguing over flipping and lagging at any time. Remembering that there were sixteen balls to decide between if they agreed to lag, I headed for the house. I'll check back in a few days and see how close to breaking for the first game they are.

I did figure out how to end the run of pool halls closing though and save pool while I was there so it wasn't a total waste of time. Rip out three-fourth of the pool tables, they aren't needed and take up too much room. Install negotiating tables with chess clocks and charge table time on them. At least three negotiating tables can fit where one pool table was before so owners will effectively triple the size of their pool rooms! Forbid all negotiating without a firm seat at a negotiating table. I'm thinking put a red light and buzzer ran to a switch used on equipment seats to kill the equipment engine if the operator leaves the seat.

Tournaments would be revolutionized too. First round allow one hour of negotiations. At the end of one hour the TD and their assistants would determine winners. Each round afterwards reduce negotiating time by 10-15%. Maybe have the finals be a best of three negotiations with a ten minute time limit for each one! That would pile the pressure on.

The pool tables could still be used while waiting to negotiate and would add old time flavor and color to a pool hall. I gotta talk to Diamond, I'm thinking they could build the negotiating tables and I could get a fat royalty per table for my genuus idea. Triple Smart Fats ain't got nothing on me.

I would have felt like I had ripped a big ripe one in church had I started hitting balls in the tomblike hardcore gamblers area where the railbirds were giving each other sly nudges every time someone tilted the lag/flip argument a silly millimeter their way so I slunk over to a table in the other side of the pool hall where a few bangers were feeding more money into the juke box than the tables and gave the seven foot Diamond another try. Ten ball one pocket with myself shooting at four and a half inch pockets was interesting. The house cue and my newfangled pump stroke with half gainer thrown in was enough to keep one of the owners hanging out the back window of the counter area in awe. I had thought it was awe, but I think he might have had a bet on how long it would take me to make three balls. His constant laughing and wheezing was sharking hell out of me!

Had the fire department out this morning. Burning is legal but the size of the blaze was worrisome. I burned all of my traditional pool books and DVD's. I found my original second edition paperback copy of "Winning Through Intimidation" and I'm brushing up on my negotiating skills. Looking for my first girlfriend for pro level instruction too. Seems like about six hours of saying NO! is the first skill to master.

Hu
 
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. Hu, that's the funniest post I think I've read all year long! :rotflmao1::rotflmao1::rotflmao1::rotflmao1:

Oh, man, thanks for the afternoon laugh. I'm still laughing out loud! :grin:
 
Went to the pool hall as planned last night. Like Joey I expected the place to be hopping. Since only one person at a time could play the big fish I expected disappointed would be hustlers that had hoped to fire a toothpick at a lumberyard matching up everywhere.

First clue things weren't as hoped was the unnatural quiet that hung over the pool room on a Saturday night. Far from hopping the joint was near dead. I looked around for the usual suspects from the larger local tournaments in vain. Few of the local money players had made it and while one had knocked a few scales off of the fish's tail, nothing was happening by the time I got there. Even the center of "attention" looked bored stiff.

There was a little desultory negotiating happening during the three hours I was there. The big fish and several would be fishermen were arguing whether to lag or flip for the break. There were some faint signs of progress right before I left, they were now arguing over if a flip was to be accepted, would a penny or nickel be used? Some trouble maker on the sidelines suggested a quarter and I knew that adding a third coin to the considerations had just added at least another three hours to negotiations which could still swap back to arguing over flipping and lagging at any time. Remembering that there were sixteen balls to decide between if they agreed to lag, I headed for the house. I'll check back in a few days and see how close to breaking for the first game they are.

I did figure out how to end the run of pool halls closing though and save pool while I was there so it wasn't a total waste of time. Rip out three-fourth of the pool tables, they aren't needed and take up too much room. Install negotiating tables with chess clocks and charge table time on them. At least three negotiating tables can fit where one pool table was before so owners will effectively triple the size of their pool rooms! Forbid all negotiating without a firm seat at a negotiating table. I'm thinking put a red light and buzzer ran to a switch used on equipment seats to kill the equipment engine if the operator leaves the seat.

Tournaments would be revolutionized too. First round allow one hour of negotiations. At the end of one hour the TD and their assistants would determine winners. Each round afterwards reduce negotiating time by 10-15%. Maybe have the finals be a best of three negotiations with a ten minute time limit for each one! That would pile the pressure on.

The pool tables could still be used while waiting to negotiate and would add old time flavor and color to a pool hall. I gotta talk to Diamond, I'm thinking they could build the negotiating tables and I could get a fat royalty per table for my genuus idea. Triple Smart Fats ain't got nothing on me.

I would have felt like I had ripped a big ripe one in church had I started hitting balls in the tomblike hardcore gamblers area where the railbirds were giving each other sly nudges every time someone tilted the lag/flip argument a silly millimeter their way so I slunk over to a table in the other side of the pool hall where a few bangers were feeding more money into the juke box than the tables and gave the seven foot Diamond another try. Ten ball one pocket with myself shooting at four and a half inch pockets was interesting. The house cue and my newfangled pump stroke with half gainer thrown in was enough to keep one of the owners hanging out the back window of the counter area in awe. I had thought it was awe, but I think he might have had a bet on how long it would take me to make three balls. His constant laughing and wheezing was sharking hell out of me!

Had the fire department out this morning. Burning is legal but the size of the blaze was worrisome. I burned all of my traditional pool books and DVD's. I found my original second edition paperback copy of "Winning Through Intimidation" and I'm brushing up on my negotiating skills. Looking for my first girlfriend for pro level instruction too. Seems like about six hours of saying NO! is the first skill to master.

Hu

Before I left for a Wendy's run, I called you on the cell but got no answer. I figured you would be there when I got back. :embarrassed2: When I returned, they were playing sets of nine ball and sets of one pocket for high dollar dough.

It got better after that. The late evening crowd starting showing up and the place was packed with only the back room having players. The front room had 75 sweaters, with half of them drinking cups of water and half drinking bottle water. There were some new faces from Gonzales but I think the negotiating wore most everyone out. I took off at a little after 2 am kind of bored but mostly tired.

Anyway, thanks for visiting. See you next time and maybe we can get a ring game up tossing quarters to the wall. ;)
 
Before I left for a Wendy's run, I called you on the cell but got no answer. I figured you would be there when I got back. :embarrassed2: When I returned, they were playing sets of nine ball and sets of one pocket for high dollar dough.

It got better after that. The late evening crowd starting showing up and the place was packed with only the back room having players. The front room had 75 sweaters, with half of them drinking cups of water and half drinking bottle water. There were some new faces from Gonzales but I think the negotiating wore most everyone out. I took off at a little after 2 am kind of bored but mostly tired.

Anyway, thanks for visiting. See you next time and maybe we can get a ring game up tossing quarters to the wall. ;)

OMG, you mean Hu's pool tale was actually the real deal? I thought he was pulling our legs and providing us with some good reading material.

Now I'm really laughing! :killingme::killingme::killingme::killingme:
 
I'd be interested in a 'negotiating' tournament.....
..but it's gotta be handicapped.
Best game-makers give up time on the clock.

regards
pt..<..who used to think 'de-bating' was taking the worm OFF the hook
 
OMG, you mean Hu's pool tale was actually the real deal? I thought he was pulling our legs and providing us with some good reading material.

Now I'm really laughing! :killingme::killingme::killingme::killingme:

Hu may pull a cue every now and then; but a leg? Nah.....
 
unfortunately . . .

OMG, you mean Hu's pool tale was actually the real deal? I thought he was pulling our legs and providing us with some good reading material.

Now I'm really laughing! :killingme::killingme::killingme::killingme:

JAM,

Unfortunately I was only slightly exaggerating and mildly bending the truth. The pockets on the Diamond were maybe a little closer to 4-5/8" and I'd say Bullseye was probably more gasping for air than wheezing. Everything else was bible!*

Hu
*the bible according to Hu of course
 
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