Cataract Bowling and not actually seeing the falls
Trip Start Dec 24, 2008
13Trip End Jan 05, 2009
My mom and dad are in a league and if they can't make it to the game, they have to "pre-bowl" and record their scores. As usual, I came in last place, flailing my arms around like a maniac, unable to handle the weight of a 10 pin ball. I finally got the Froster that I was begging for on the way home from Newmarket last night. I had a bunch of coupons for free ones that were about to expire
"Really, are you serious?"
"Yep, something other than country will come on in a bit."
I slowly turn around and get back to the game, when suddenly, what appears on the screen? That's right. The Macarena. This is so much better than new-country music, awesome. I am positive the old man in charge was attempting to personally punish me with his choice of background music.
So, I muddle through two more games of bowling, obviously finish in last place, with a score of about 55. Probably about 1/3 of my dad's score, but I guess that's OK.
Mom says we should go take Keith to Niagara Falls, and we go slipping and sliding down the icy steps on the way. At the bottom mom falls in the mud, and no one else has their coats on, so we make it a quick visit, climbing back up to the car about 20 minutes later. There is a lot of mist, so it's almost impossible to see anything anyway, tomorrow it should be better.
At home, we watched Meet Dave and the Incredible Hulk and went to bed late.