My foot and knee hurt. Bruised from my unorthodox bowling delivery. I swing the ball a few times while lurching towards the pins, one big swing, and then I do a strange underhand/sidearm backspin dealy while simultaneously smashing the top of my right foot and knee down to the floor. Had some people giggling, especially the robot-armed Koreans who handed us our asses. I was actually in decent form for not having played in 3 years (tootin' my own horn as usual, beep beep!), with an average of 145 and a high of 165. The fact that the tournament started at 9:30 am didn't stop us devils from crafting bowling rat-juice from blue Powerade and soju, which is like vodka served on the rocks, and by rocks I mean crack rocks. We didn't win. My foot bruise is actually quite nice to look at.
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| Always a good pose |
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| Good ol' Robot-hands McGee |
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| Antics! |
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| Tomfoolery! |
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| You'll say hi to Krampus for me, ya? |
Oh, on Saturday night a friend of mine had so much of the creature that he took off his shirt at a bar and repeatedly dropped his pants...and drawers. I kept having to run over and pull them up. Hilarity! That's how we do it up on Jeju! The stunned/unimpressed/hateful/disgusted looks on the faces of the barstaff were so perfect, I wanted to cry.
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