I'm going to start commuting via canoe

The weather lately? Sucks big time. I’ve pretty much gotten used to Seattle’s rainy winters during the last 4 1/2 years that I’ve lived here, but lately it is outta control. We’re setting records, and pretty much everywhere around us is in a flood watch or warning state. This morning, the main road that I use to get to work was flooded, so I had to go on a 8-mile detour. It’s worth noting that I only live 11 miles from where I work in the first place. It took me over an hour to get here. Good times. Thank the lord in heaven for my iPod and its FM adapter.

In other news, I have five days left of my twenties. Holy sh*t. I’m trying to let that information sink in, and I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it. I keep saying the number in my head. Thirty. 30. Three-zero. I know it’s not really that big a deal in the grand scheme of things, but it feels really strange to think about it.

And on the subject of my birthday, this weekend we’re having sort of a little party/shindig thang. My friend Linda just turned 30 last Saturday (the 7th), so we decided to combine our parties into one big 30th birthday bash for both of us. We met up last Friday to try to pick a venue. That actually took a lot longer than it should have, but we had a very specific requirements list. My number one requirement: the bar must have vodka. (Translation: a big fat NO on the wine bar Linda picked out, which literally only serves beer & wine. Why bother?) Linda’s main requirements were that it be cheap (which I fully supported) and that there was some activity to do other than sit around a table and drink all night. Oooookay. That last part was the challenge. We thought about pool halls, dance clubs, karaoke, and finally settled on bowling. I know that sounds sort of white trash and sad, but here’s the thing: Saturday night is X-Bowling, which is all dark with neon, blacklights and loud dance music. It’s fun in a cheesy “aren’t we too old for this?” kind of way. Plus they have a few pool tables – and since we all know that I suck at bowling, that will probably be my activity of choice. (For the record, Linda used to be in a bowling league, and owns her own ball & shoes. She’s pretty hardcore. I will not bowl with her, for I know she will kick my ass.) They also have a relatively nice bar, with a good selection, and which is in its own separate room away from the loud music. Oh, and the whole place is smoke-free! Bonus points!

So there you go. I’m sure there will be many drunk photos, just wait & see.

8 thoughts on “I'm going to start commuting via canoe

  1. Apparently there are no bumper lanes available for cosmic bowling at this place. Sigh. That's ok, I'll stick to pool, which is one of the few games where I actually seem to get better with the more I drink. Apparently seeing 3 of everything improves my aim. 🙂

  2. I turned 30 three years ago and I had the best time! I felt so good about my life. I’d done a lot of things that I wanted to do during my 20s, I was happy. I was so much more my own person than I was in my early 20s. I remember 28 was a good year for me. Actually, from 28 onward, I’ve felt centered. Before that was fun, but content is nice.

    Happy Birthday!

  3. The cosmic bowling venue near my house has this special “bumper bowling” feature. That’s right, they raise a little guardrail on the gutter, and you knock down pin after pin! Woo! No gutterballs! It’s not “real” bowling, and it doesn’t “count,” but it isn’t frustrating. ( I once went to throw a bowling ball down the lane, but when I pulled my arm back to do it, the ball flew off my fingers into the seats behind me. I rock.) The super high tech place near my house as a player-by-player option for the bumpers, so you can cheat and not have gutterballs all night, but other people in your party can actually, you know, bowl like grown-ups. You should ask if the place you’re going can do that. Birthday Girl’s perogative.

  4. Happy birthday!
    I hope y’all had a great time bowling! We actually have done bowling for birthdays a few times- my favorite dump of a bowling ally even gave me my own bowling pin on my 35th birthday.

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