With any luck, the billiard won't leap unexplained off the table and directly into my left eye socket. That would be most unfortunate.

We once had a small HIVE meet at a billiard hall down here in Adelaide, to catch up with someone who was visting from another state. I don't think I am remembered for my prowess hitting spheres with a stick.

I'm much better at conversation, just so long as it isn't spontaneously mundane.