MACHO BOCCE BALL!
/sung to the tune of "Macho Man" if desired
Yesterday was the 13th(ish) Annual Macho Bocce Ball tournament, aka my dad's bday party. This year's theme was ~Halloween~ because 13th annual on the 13th also because reasons.
For those of you new to this journal, MBB is a lot like regular bocce ball, which is played like this: one player takes a small white ball and throws it on a perfectly flat lawn, and then all the players gently roll 2 hand-sized primary-colored balls at the marker. Whoever’s colored ball is closest wins, and that person gets to throw the white marker ball the next round.
In Macho Bocce Ball, we use BOWLING BALLS. Also there's a hill (this year with wasps(TM)!!) and a sinkhole which we fill with water.
First and only rule of MBB: #1) If you start winning too much, you have to quit and go drink some more.
This head was our marker ball this year. That is honest to god human hair. ...Awesome.
Smiley, the mummified caribou head that usually lives in the back yard. (Also as you can see, some of last year's tiki themed decorations survived the winter VERY WELL).
See what I'm saying? We had to do some minor adjustments.
Water trap. I swear I didn't realize when I was setting up these up that the one skeleton flamingo looks like he's getting frisky with the pink one.
LOOK WHAT SOMEONE BROUGHT. A+ classy relatives getting into the spirit of things I approve. (also shockingly tasty.)
eta: ALSO ALSO! In the background you can see my bow and arrow for my Merida costume and I actively picked them up and scolded myself, "A princess does not leave her weapons on the table," gr9 simple happy moment 10/10 would recommend.)
The head did very well.
We named her Anita Body.
I fully expected her to wind up in the water trap, but really the worst that happened to her was where I found her in the morning:
To put this in perspective, no one in my family watches Hannibal.
And a good time was had by all! Good food, good people (mostly), good music, good food, good times. :DD
In related news my dad is snoring on the couch and my little bro made me hang out on the back porch with him while he and his girlfriend and her bff smoked weed and hookah and I'm leaving for Iceland in a week. Idk man today feels weird.
Yesterday was the 13th(ish) Annual Macho Bocce Ball tournament, aka my dad's bday party. This year's theme was ~Halloween~ because 13th annual on the 13th also because reasons.
For those of you new to this journal, MBB is a lot like regular bocce ball, which is played like this: one player takes a small white ball and throws it on a perfectly flat lawn, and then all the players gently roll 2 hand-sized primary-colored balls at the marker. Whoever’s colored ball is closest wins, and that person gets to throw the white marker ball the next round.
In Macho Bocce Ball, we use BOWLING BALLS. Also there's a hill (this year with wasps(TM)!!) and a sinkhole which we fill with water.
First and only rule of MBB: #1) If you start winning too much, you have to quit and go drink some more.
This head was our marker ball this year. That is honest to god human hair. ...Awesome.
Smiley, the mummified caribou head that usually lives in the back yard. (Also as you can see, some of last year's tiki themed decorations survived the winter VERY WELL).
See what I'm saying? We had to do some minor adjustments.
Water trap. I swear I didn't realize when I was setting up these up that the one skeleton flamingo looks like he's getting frisky with the pink one.
LOOK WHAT SOMEONE BROUGHT. A+ classy relatives getting into the spirit of things I approve. (also shockingly tasty.)
eta: ALSO ALSO! In the background you can see my bow and arrow for my Merida costume and I actively picked them up and scolded myself, "A princess does not leave her weapons on the table," gr9 simple happy moment 10/10 would recommend.)
The head did very well.
We named her Anita Body.
I fully expected her to wind up in the water trap, but really the worst that happened to her was where I found her in the morning:
To put this in perspective, no one in my family watches Hannibal.
And a good time was had by all! Good food, good people (mostly), good music, good food, good times. :DD
In related news my dad is snoring on the couch and my little bro made me hang out on the back porch with him while he and his girlfriend and her bff smoked weed and hookah and I'm leaving for Iceland in a week. Idk man today feels weird.