Saturday was day of Puten Bowl 2, also known as the Turkey Bowl. Even though people who knew how to play American football were in the minority, it was a hit. Everyone filled their typical roles: Brian was the coach, Andrew showed up late, Patrick took his pants off in public, and Kent called in sick. Everyone had a good time aside from being annoyed by a couple of Germans who took the game too seriously and argued about the rules (typical). Here are a few photos of the epic battle between pilgrims and indians:
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Middle row: Ed the opera singer, Jamie, Smilin' John Licandro, Hendo, Artur (Lithuanian), T-Dog Merkle (in scarf)
Front row: Evan and Marius (the other Lithuanian in crazy pants)
The party Saturday night was a hit. I can't say for sure how many people were here, since they came and went throughout the evening. To my surprise, we had 7 neighbors show up. Apparently they want to be our friends. Brian and I are not sure what to make of this, and whether we should suspect some ulterior motive. It was good the neighbors came pretty early, because my German language skills deteriorated as the night went on. All of our usual good-time friends were there, plus the Lithuanian folk dancers and a musician from Krakow. With no permanent damage to our house and no food or wine left over, I'd call it a success.
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