Disco Bowling

Sunday night Michelle and I went Disco bowling with a couple of friends of hers. Turns out they both used to live in Athens. Big coincidence. At 9:00 the bowling alley turns out the normal lights, turns on black lights and starts dance music. Everything white starts to glow, like the pins. And the balls all turn flourescent pastel colors. And of course I was wearing a thin t-shirt, so my white bra was glowing in the dark, too. Japanese bowling alleys don't serve alcohol. No, really, they don't. Crying shame. But we had a really good time anyway. Mike has a lot of power, if not a lot of finesse, so he trounced the rest of us. Michelle squeaked past me in the first game, but I was victorious in the following two games. And, Joel, well he had a good time, if not good games. Gotta do that again. But I think we'll take our own booze next time.