Talk Is Cheap

Not to be outdone by Patty’s last story..  I have one of my own!  Now let me start this off by saying I usually watch the dice as close to 100% as I can.  When I send five dice out.. I don’t look at the three dice I’m dragging back to the bowl.  I just know I’ve got them with the stick and can get them to my hand without looking.

This time though.. I was apparently so intent on something I put myself into a trance or something.  I send out two dice to the shooter and stare at his hand.  That’s when I had a brain cloud moment or something as I’m just staring apparently at his hand without really seeing anything.. just staring blankly as the shooter has already thrown the dice.

His hand is still in the layout though, down on the table and by gawd I’m staring at it completely oblivious to him having already chucked the dice.  It’s all a split second to me sorta as I’m out of it seemingly but I’m sure it must have seemed an eternity to the rest of the people on the game.  People wondering what the hell’s going on etc… in the back of my mind I hear other base in the distance “Seven out!” and I remember thinking “why in the HELL would Rueben be rooting OUT LOUD for a seven? wtf?”

Then the box calls it and I’m like “huh, whaaa?” and kinda come around and decide I had better “take my eyes off the dice” to look and see what all the commotion is.  I see base out there on other side moving out toward…… two dice on the layout, 6-1.  Well pooh.. wth I thought, now back from LALA land.  The damage is done though.

I think this brain cloud is terminal, I only have six months to live.