From a conversation with Tom Mackey. We somehow ended up at a bowling alley in Fort, neither of us planning to meet up there. And we got on the topic of this magical girlfriend just showing up next to you one morning. Not even sure how. Tom's a good guy.
Today was kind of interesting. It started pretty late, considering I got to sleep in until about ten. Which was nice. Evan and I shoveled for a while, which is never fun, but it didn't take too long. We soon headed to Madison to help Lucas set up his drum set, and Phil was there too. That was kind of wild. I was standing there, with Phil playing guitar, and Lucas and Evan setting up the drums, doing nothing. I think I was pretty useless. Oh well. We went to the mall so they could eat lunch, and then hit up a music store.
Evan was wanting to try some cymbals to see which ones he would buy. Because he needs new cymbals I guess. So while he was talking to the drum guy, Phil and I kind of walked around and looked at guitars.
It's sort of strange being a bassist in a music store, because I can't tell the difference in sound from one to another. Although, I was thinking about getting an electric guitar and just spending a lot of time getting really good at it, but I don't have enough cash laying around to do so. I guess it's still fun to look around at the music store. I kind of wanted to try playing a Les Paul, and they did have quite a few of them, but I kept getting sidetracked. Oh well.
After Evan tried out cymbals, we dropped Lucas and Phil off at Lucas's and headed out to Jefferson to go to the "Baritone Party". When we got there, they were watching a movie, so Evan and I sort of grabbed some soda and caught the end of it. When the movie was over, we sat in the living room and talked.
It was kind of like Evan and I were the flint and steel, and everyone else was the wood. Evan and I started talking about something, and everyone would be laughing, but when we stopped talking, it was silence. I didn't want to be rude, but it started out as a "conversation with an audience". Luckily, the ice broke as the night went on, and everyone started to enjoy eachother's company. At least I think everyone did. I enjoyed it at least.
We went to Shopko, and bowling, but not in that order. Bowling was cool, and I did a lot better than usual. Scott and I went back and forth the whole game, and I was down 17 pins with one frame left for me to go, and Scott done. I hit 7 pins on my first roll, and I needed to pick up the spare to have a shot. I got the last 3 pins, and I needed another 7 to tie. I dropped 9 pins on my last roll, almost picking up a strike, and I won by 2. It was pretty exciting.
Our party of 6 went to Shopko, and almost stole a fake cardboard TV used to display furniture. We decided it would be too big though. It would have been really funny.
We went back, watched the Olympics, made fun of Bob Costas, and went home. It was super cold. Truly. Supposedly the wind chill was like -24. It pretty much felt like it.
"When you got down at the bottom of the hill, what were you thinking? OH MY GOSH!!"
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