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Too Tired from Playing to Go to Work

You think that excuse would ever work for getting out of work? It’s the honest truth. This weekend has been so full of activities. I am just beat.

Friday night was designed to cross of one of the items off of Michelle’s to do list. We had a drink or three out on the town. Actually it was four each. Things really come into perspective when you’ve had a few drinks. It was good to relax and get in the mood for the long weekend.

The weekend went on from there to include a birthday dinner, two BBQs, many hours of Wii Fit, bowling at Randall’s, and Rock Band. Here are some of the recaps.

If you don’t see it this week, remind me to tell you about our bowling league with the coveted trophy and the reason why my bowling nickname is Hula Hump.

Is it Friday yet?

Bowling, The Musical

This weekend was jam packed with fun. I didn’t get to finish all my work I took home, but that is the sign of a truly fun weekend I suppose. There are tons of pictures, so stay with me.

Friday started out with happy hour at Ra. Michelle was already there with her work, and they were drinking their fair share as usual. I met up with Randall, Vicky, Fred, and some of Randall’s medical colleagues. After that Michelle and I headed to El Cid to watch a show for her work. We say Big Phony, who of course is Korean. That guy is super nice, offering to get my money back because I came with Michelle for her work, and when the bouncer was busy he was trying to fork out some cash from his own wallet. I’m glad I didn’t take it, because during his set he kept talking about how poor he was, doing the Master Cleanse because he was too poor to eat. He’s a pretty talented guy, and you should check him out if you’re into music from the Juno Soundtrack.

Buy stuff, so he can eat food.

The band before Big Phony. We just call her “Tall Girl.”

Bobby Choy, Big Phony himself.

Big Phony and the rest of the band with crowd in front.

Saturday I got a chance to see Randall’s place, a little closer to being completed. We got to test out his bowling alley. I figured out how the back end works, so now I can get a job as the bowling lane operator and live under the stairs at his house. Unfortunately Fred and Spencer went ahead and broke the damn thing. Now I have to get a job running the theater or bar tending.

Randall’s alley wasn’t the only bowl on Saturday. I was lucky enough to be given tickets to the Hollywood Bowl to see The Cure. The concert was incredible. Robert Smith knows how to perform. I’ve never seen The Cure live, and I didn’t know what to expect as far as the vocals went, but it was superb. Watching people in their 30’s dance awkwardly with moves that look like they choreographed them before the concert is kind of painful.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Cure!

Robert Smith. Great vocals in a strange looking package.

Sorry about my, and everyone else’s, added vocals. I was excited.

As if happy hour, bowling, and a couple music events weren’t enough, we topped off the whole weekend with a baseball game. Michelle, Annie, Alice, and I went to see the Blue Jays play the Angels. After stopping at Guppy Tea House to make sure they had plenty of Asian food to enjoy with America’s favorite pastime, we went to the game.

Sometimes I think I need a hat this large to hold all my thoughts inside my head.

Two of these girls could care less about the game. Guess which two?

“We’re going to sit in those empty seats, get some sun, and read magazines.”

Alice knows what baseball games are about, but I made her pay for rooting against the Angels.

“Beer makes me sleepy. Maybe they won’t notice if I take a quick nap.”

Bases loaded, bottom of the 9th. The pitcher hits the batter to tie the game and then gives up a hit to lose. Angels win! In your face, Alice!

June looks to be packed all month. Stay tuned for more.

Bowl Movement

Ever since the end of high school, I have been thinking about getting my own pair of bowling shoes. As soon as I tell people I got bowling shoes they ask, “Do you bowl that much?” I don’t bowl all that much, but  it’s a good investment. If I go a dozen times, I will have more than made my money back in shoes I did not have to rent.

I started looking at bowling shoes to get, and they have shoes that look just like tennis shoes, but Michelle is right. When people see you in your bowling shoes, they should know exactly why you showed up. I want people to know when I step out on the lanes, I am here to bowl. That’s why Michelle has a pair of the exact same shoes I selected, to show we mean business.

How awesome are these bad boys? They even say “RENTAL” right on the side.

These will go perfectly with my bowling shirt I received last year for my birthday.

Blow Torches and Bowling Balls

Michelle’s birthday has come and gone. She is officially an adult. There is no better way to celebrate such an occasion than with good food, plenty of drinks, and bowling. Lots of pictures to follow after the break.


Here is Michelle with my present to her. It was originally going to be all pictures of me, but I thought that was a little out of hand. Plus, all the other girls would try to steal such a gem.


Hungry Pi Phis.


Tyson has the smallest eyes in the picture. That’s still not irony.


Seriously, Tim?


More friends.


Spencer is the angry third wheel.


Getting loopy with hunger. Bring our food out!


Ice cold pitchers of beer with sake on ice.


Alice just laughs as Desiree tries to outdo everyone else’s sake bomb.


The food starts to arrive.  Looks awesome.


Tyson is the worst FOB ever. Teach him Angie.


Grilling over a live fire is just an awesome way to cook.


This is an ever cooler way to cook. I want to touch the pretty blue flame.


People engrossed in their food. No that doesn’t mean the food is gross.




Birthday cake, candles, and Japanese men singing “Happy Birsday!”


Making wishes come true. (Yeah, that was gay.)


In case you didn’t know whose birthday we were celebrating.


Mo limbos to get into the picture with Ariane.


The gang, boozing at Lucky Strike.


Spencer looks like a great bowling here with ball on target, but it’s the second frame!


For some reason, Christina felt the need to brace herself for the picture.


Typical Fred, jumping into a picture at the last second.


I can’t tell if Mo is giving the peace sign or being perverted.


Carissa does her best monster pose.


Michelle poses in her birthday present from Alice, a negative ion helmet.