Last night I met a man named Dan Dobbek at my favorite old dive that closed it’s doors last night. He has been going to that bar since ‘79 and he plays a lot of shuffleboard. He is a man that appreciates a cheap beer and a bartender that doesn’t make you come to the bar to give them an order. Over the couple of hours of drunken conversation with him, I learned about how to:
-not sign your autograph with room above it (then someone may make false agreements and try and get money out of you later)
-not trust a teacher who sends you 10 note cards and claims to be asking for a signature for her students (that’s BS, “teacher” wants to sell them)
-have strategy with blocking (you want to keep the opponent at no more than 1 point each turn)
-call them weights not pucks
I could go on an on. He didn’t remember ever giving me tips in the past (which he had graciously done a few times in the past) or seeing me at all there.
This is him on a bubblegum-card.
What we do
Get stoned and listen to Godspeed You! Black Emperor.
Transitional periods, but I just wanna surf.