Voila

Preamble: I had 3+ pints and no supper after a 8 1/2 hour work day, please take this into consideration.


Well, after work I went to the pool hall to meet my mate Rich, and his two friends. We played some 2-on-2 pool and had a good time., don't get me wrong. Two things to mention tho:

1.) There was a lot of 'male' activity going on. Even in jest, I've just never been able to get into competition. Maybe it's my socialist leanings or maybe it's the fact that I was raised by a single woman, but I simply don't get the whole need-for-superiority thing...

2.) There was a girl who was playing the fruit machine (slot machine for my North American counterparts) in the bar. After winning the £250 jackpot (the maximum you could win) she STILL continued to put money into the machine. It would be easy to make fun of her, but honestly I just felt sorry for her. Everyone knows that once you win the big prize, you walk away...you're not gonna do better than that. I hate to see people deceived out of their money.


And completely unrelated to any of this, I have come to the conclusion that I am a diasporic intellectual.