Like mother like son

O would have been proud of me.

This week I organized a Corridor Land pool session (that's smoky bar pool, not wet and jumping in pool), with the last of the C Landers that have an ounce of life left. Not many left actually, seeing as over 20 people have left C Land this year alone. Most of those were here for the last 6 or so years, or even longer (suckers!). And some of those were pool aficionados.

So the list was smaller this time, but hey, any excuse for a beer and a flirt with the waitresses.