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hustlefinger said:
Hey Don, thanks again for keeping this dream alive.

I haven’t been posting or following this for a few days due to family stuff and craputer problems but things are back to normal now.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but what your Alamo picture doesn’t say is what you did before the picture was taken. Please esplain. Do they detain all DC pool players in general? Did you swipe their hats? Or, did you write ‘Purdyman was here’ on the wall with blue cue chalk? Whatever the case, I could be wrong, but it looks as though you lost a bet to Blud.

It’s unfortunate that a cue maker would have enough spare time to stay ‘in stroke’ to be able to beat you, he must need some more work to do. :D

Hope you had a good trip.

Rick
P.S. you better use some sunscreen on them legs.

Rick,

yes, I do need more to do. I only work about 15 hrs., a day now, 7 days a week. Kind slackin off a bit, at my age....

Stroke,

Don will make you play good, or you'll get beat.

blud
 
poolplayer1988 said:
I know you've heard of Franklin County, Virginia, "Moonshine Capital of the World". I lived in the basment once a long time ago of a guy out in the sticks who had a creek a short ways behind his house. In his heyday, he used to make it and sell it out of an old school bus painted silver, which incidentally is where he ran a card game for for probably over 2/3 of his life, rest his soul. I am a teatotaller personally and would never touch the stuff, but if you can't find it around here, you can't find it anywhere.

Doug Talbot
"the White Elephant"

Sounds like my kind of guy. Me and the ol'lady lived in a school bus, a tee pee, and a pop up Cox camper for about five years. The bed was in the rear of the bus. I use to stay on the river behind Harpers Ferry in the bus. Kick the rear door open and cast before I got out of bed. Had my son and built a crib in the bus. I had about 11 grand in that ol 55 International Harvestor bus. Quad stereo w/quad reel to reel, color TV, AC, Fridge for the beer, and a Honda generator running everything. Parked a 55 Harly Pan Head and a 66 911S Porsch outside the front door. Back then, 74' thru 77', they called me "Cosmic Cowboy" and my wife "Angle". Now they call me an old fart and my wife is an angle. I don't drink much shine either. I have cut way back on my mood altering chemical consumption these days. I like being "On The Natural".
Purdman :cool:
 
On The Natural...

Donald A. Purdy said:
Sounds like my kind of guy. Me and the ol'lady lived in a school bus, a tee pee, and a pop up Cox camper for about five years. The bed was in the rear of the bus. I use to stay on the river behind Harpers Ferry in the bus. Kick the rear door open and cast before I got out of bed. Had my son and built a crib in the bus. I had about 11 grand in that ol 55 International Harvestor bus. Quad stereo w/quad reel to reel, color TV, AC, Fridge for the beer, and a Honda generator running everything. Parked a 55 Harly Pan Head and a 66 911S Porsch outside the front door. Back then, 74' thru 77', they called me "Cosmic Cowboy" and my wife "Angle". Now they call me an old fart and my wife is an angle. I don't drink much shine either. I have cut way back on my mood altering chemical consumption these days. I like being "On The Natural".
Purdman :cool:

That's the only way to go nowadays. Purdmeister. I get high when I'm playing real well and the balls are rolling nice and the shapes are coming around every shot and I can't miss. Man! That is something you can't buy in any store. When you are just "in stroke" to the point of the game being easy no matter what you do or shoot at, there ain't no better than that, as far as I'm concerned. Playing in a friendly ring game of 9 Ball for a few dollars with friends and watching my pocket swell, now that's my kind of natural high. Almost heavenly...

Doug Talbot
"the White Elephant"
 
poolplayer1988 said:
That's the only way to go nowadays. Purdmeister. I get high when I'm playing real well and the balls are rolling nice and the shapes are coming around every shot and I can't miss. Man! That is something you can't buy in any store. When you are just "in stroke" to the point of the game being easy no matter what you do or shoot at, there ain't no better than that, as far as I'm concerned. Playing in a friendly ring game of 9 Ball for a few dollars with friends and watching my pocket swell, now that's my kind of natural high. Almost heavenly...

Doug Talbot
"the White Elephant"

Tap, Tap, Tap Doug. I know how ya feel. I am still gratful for all the old crazy memories.
Purdman :cool:
 
Don,

Clean and sober we call them memories, drinking and drugging we call them flashbacks, haha.

Jim
 
Railbird said:
Don,

Clean and sober we call them memories, drinking and drugging we call them flashbacks, haha.

Jim

Railbird, I got enough flashbacks to write two books. I would also like to add that if everything that I have been thru is what it took to get me where I am today, it was worth every moment.The good and the bad. I think this is true in everyones life and in fact is what this whole crazy world is all about.
Purdman :cool:
 
Donald A. Purdy said:
Railbird, I got enough flashbacks to write two books. I would also like to add that if everything that I have been thru is what it took to get me where I am today, it was worth every moment.The good and the bad. I think this is true in everyones life and in fact is what this whole crazy world is all about.
Purdman :cool:

Purdman,

I believe you hit it dead on, one word "wisdom".

Take care buddy,
Jim
 
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