yesterday was the first official night of the tournament…

it was awesome

teams from antwerp, vienna, and seattle are here.

we started off the morning by exchanging some money. there was a very friendly bank gal there talking to us. she told us about this country song she heard on the radio whose title “was a hoot” – it was called “Why would i kiss the mouth at night that chews my ass out all day long?” pretty funny title. here’s, where my impeccable timing and choice of subject matter come into play. while everyone is having thier giggle (including me) it strikes me that i am laughing for an entirely different reason. i announce “OH! YOU MEAN METAPHORICALLY CHEWING YOUR ASS OUT! I’VE BEEN LAUGHING FOR AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT REASON…” about then i realize that i am talking to a complete stranger in another country about eating asses, and of course no matter how hard i try, everything i say just keeps digging me deeper and deeper in the ass hole. metephorically speaking of course.

spent most of the day trying to find a head cleaner for the camcorder i have.

then the show…highlights include a guy from antwerp telling the audience that we live in hard times filled with violence and rape, being introduced as the team that tryed to bomb the olympics, and me having to rap for a minute to break the tie. i broke it.