I was mentioning to Pancake the other day, how much I miss the Firehouse days. Trouble is, time has past, most of my friends are either gone or dead. Hanging out there now as an old dude amoungst a bunch of 18 through 32 year olds....not really fun.
Pancake said he had the same problem, there has to be something to do away from the house on boring evenings, he found something, so I went along for the ride.
Get out of work in New London at 4pm, drive home, get picked up Pancake and driven back to the same road in New London at 6pm.
|It's funny, if you ever get a chance, try to get a animated photo of Pancake "actually" hitting a ball.|
Then I found another Club member there...
|He actually makes contact between the cue and the ball|