Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Bowling, anyone?
What better way to spend a horrifically humid evening in SLC than go to a hot, sticky bowling alley?How the hell did we go from 106.3 to humid and 90ish in 3 days?
You can smell the dry desert on the air, however.
It is why I live here. You can feel your sweat and your sweetness evaporate as our friend the sun beats down on your unfortunate head.
You can understand what bone dry means. and you can understand what blood wet means.
You can feel compassion for thirsty plants.
You can feel compassion for cacti inadvertently flown to the tropics.
I live in a beautiful, confused place.
Labels: bowling, recreation
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Thursday, February 15, 2007
So what's it going to take silver shadow believer?
Fun times.Since I still can't post proper bowling events on the Bowling Syndicate, I'll do it here.
Captain Fireball is still breaking in.
Homer bowled a 215!
Look on ye mighty and despair! With a spare!
Sarahbellum accidentally joined us, so it was the first official Bloggerfest 2007 SLC.
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Saturday, February 03, 2007
Wookie headbutts in the news...
Hah:"In front of the famous Chinese Theatre on Hollywood Blvd, dozens of people make a living by dressing up in costumes and asking tourists for money to have their photo taken with them. You'll find Elmos, Supermans, Jack Sparrows, Darth Vaders, and Chewbaccas sidling up to tourists from all over the world and then demanding money when a photo is taken.We should get this guy to join the Bowling Syndicate, I think.
On Friday, a 6-foot-5 man in a Chewbacca costume allegedly head-butted a tour guide after the guide chastised him for being mean to two female Japanese tourists. He was arrested." (Boing Boing: Unruly Chewbacca personator head-butts tour guide)
Labels: anger, bowling, revenge, wookies
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Friday, February 02, 2007
Meet Captain Fireball
My new ball finally arrived. This is a pin's-eye view, if pins had eyes and zoom lenses.
Look on ye mighty and despair!
You will find my trunkless legs about 2,000 years from now towering over Olympus Hills Bowling Alley.
Note: I would have posted this in its proper place on the Bowling Syndicate (q.v.) but suddenly since I upgraded to the new Googlized Blogger I am not allowed to post there. Oh mighty Sleepy E despair! Captain Fireball will crush you for this insult!
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