Our group took over the middle section of the bowling alley (four lanes).
Henry and I went gutter for gutter.
Andrew, Robo, Cass intent on the footy game at Oxfords
Mr Jigga jamming out at Miss Libertine on Franklin St (Sam is in the gray/green shirt in the middle)
URS treated each workgroup to a mid-year social function. The water team elected to go bowling at Strike. There were about 25-30 of us who made our way across the city, traded in our shoes for some silver velcro gangsta bowling shoes, and launched heavy balls towards the pins. I was more than a little rusty. I bowled 10 gutter balls within one game, with one fluke strike. Despite a disastrous but not ultimately worst score of 52, my game was on an upward swing at the end. However, I had no chance to redeem myself with a second game. Instead, the entire group retreated to the karaoke room, where each and every person proceeded to sing. At first no one volunteered, but most unexpectedly, a quiet, reserved, workerbee of the group boldly sang with extreme enthusiasm, volume, and swinging of her body. Her very bad, VERY BAD singing (we're talking worse than Cameron Diaz in My Best Friend's wedding kind of bad) inspired the group to rip through a myriad of 80's pop rock mixed with the occasional Britney Spears rendition.
After the bowling function ended, a group of us continued onto Oxfords pub to watch the end of the semi-finals footy game, and from there, onto Miss Libertine's, where our coworker Sam had an EP launch (CD release) for his band Mr Jigga. It's an electronica band, but very vocal and instrumental, with musically complex and interesting songs. I danced for hours straight through their awesome performance. It was one of my most fun nights here.
Happy Birthday to my sister Katie!!!
