EASTERN EUROPEAN BOARDWALK SLAVES
Every summer The Boardwalk fills most of its hiring needs with local area teenagers. From what I've been able to deduce, they then fill remaining positions with slaves from Eastern Europe. Some significant portion of their earnings gets taken directly out of their paychecks so they can live in this seedy, boardwalk-owned, roach-infested, beach flats motel. And some other significant portion goes to the agency that placed them. So they end up with about $30/week to eat and live. My mom says this makes them more like indentured servants than slaves. Whatever. They can always be spotted when they're allowed away from The Boardwalk, because, well:
Also? I think it might make kids cuter. Is that science?
There is some magic Number Of Drinks : Pool Playing Ability ratio that I'm trying to figure out. With zero drinks, I can't even hit the cue ball with the stick (yes I'm calling it a stick, please to refrain from judging), let alone, y'know, hit one ball into another ball into a pocket, or something. In the range of 2-6 alcoholic beverages, I can play. Not well, but not embarrassingly bad. I can more or less hold my own with someone else who is not embarrassingly bad. Balls! Go the places I think they should! Usually!
So what's that all about? I also speak Spanish better when I'm drunk, but I at least understand why (don't tell me my linguistics degree wasn't good for anything! Ha!).
Also? Everything I know about playing pool I learned from Donald in Mathmagic Land. The part where he's playing billiards with Pythagoras. I'm not kidding.