Played my first (and, as it turned out after ten hours of uncertainty, only) match on Friday against a local Louisille player. Actually it was the guy checking badges of people trying to enter the room.

I won 3-1, shooting pretty well.

I certainly plan to provide more information than this on my match, and on some of the matches I watched, but right now I'm just too damn tired.

I finished my match at 3:00, then at 12:30 AM they told us that we had the night off but to show up at 9:00.

Of course all that pressure to sleep had just the opposite effect on me - I was awake until at least 3:00 AM.

I'd say that the non-competition surprise of the day for me was easily won by my friend Bob from when I was stationed in Omaha. I was waiting in line to get my ID badge printed and there he was, just walking by. Hadn't seen him in 14 years, and really hadn't seen much of him in the couple of years prior to that as he got a little strange there towards the end of his Omaha stay.

Very cool to see him though.

Also saw a few people from my RSB days, notably Fred Agnir, who's all famous now so I can use his full name.

Well I'm off to the tournament for my second match, probably at 10:00. This looks to be another very long day, but it's pool, and I love it.

(This is a reminder to myself to write about the shot that Shannon Daulton missed. The shot that nobody in the world will ever make. The shot that Shannon missed by about half a you-know-what hair.)