Everything I Tell You is Hearsay

turns out, with practice, i can be reasonably good at stuff!!

i have been experiencing a crisis of skill because i hang out way too much with someone who is good at every goddamn thing he tries. there is nothing less fun than being mediocre at something when your companion is always extra-strength good at it. no matter what it is. i think i could probably beat him at lactating, but you never know with him…

for christmas TBIL bought me a shiny new bowling ball, shoes, and a snazzy ball sack. this weekend i took this show on the road and did some bowling; turns out, i am not half bad!

bowling alley meets Metropolis

i rolled 7 games on saturday and then another 5 on sunday. i beat my personal best twice in this time-span. there was some gleeful hopping going on.

also, i went skiing. which, i think i can finally say, after 12 years of loving it, am pretty good at. i skiied down upper bowl. and LIVED! TWICE!! i remember when i first started skiing, looking at those runs and thinking “there is no way in hell i will EVAR be able to get down those fuckers” so, here’s to being wrong!

upper bowl: trails of doom

it was a weekend chock-full of feeling pretty good at stuff. i even managed to impress some snowboarding dudes in Beerstube with my resounding belches.  i can has mad skillz