Apologies and the trip to Portugal

Sorry I haven't been around lately to provide my trademark witty prose, but I just spent a week chillin in Spain's Oregon. It was a truly once in a lifetime chance to spend an entire week with Tony Kim, who I only see every week. We made an agreement to have no contact after the trip, lest someone view our relationship as just a "bit too close". Which it is.

I'd love to post some pictures of the trip here, but one of my many faults is that I never remember to bring a camera to anything...so I need to wait for a copy of somebody else's; and dammit this is the perfect time to go wax multimedia on the BoC.

Other than being in Lisbon, we spent 2 days in the southern Portugal resort town of Lagos. Important to remember that an "o" in Portuguese is almost always pronounced "oo" and an "s" is pronounced "sh" so instead of going to the capital of Nigeria ("la-gohs"), we went to "La-goosh". Out of any number of drunken expoits that occurred there, let me relate the greatest ever bar gimmick I have ever come across.

Lagos is strictly a town for tourists, and despite recent development it still caters to a decent group of backpackers and other youth types. Who we avoided by staying in the only 4-star hotel in town. So the last night we're there we step into this dive bar and see a funnel in use...good sign. But then on the wall, we see...in chalk...a running tally BY COUNTRY of the number of recent beer bongs. Australia was way ahead with about 500 (it was an aussie bar)...the US and Canada were neck and neck for second just short of 200. THK, JAP and I decide that we are going to beat the Canadians, at least that night. So all the non-soon-to-be-grooms in the crowd start to funnel. After a few each, it starts getting competitive to kill the bong with the greatest possible speed, this being a competition at which I am quite adept.

After completing what would prove to be my last funnel, I give a quick high-five to the aussies (they had a similar competition against the kiwis on the night), and turn back to the bar only to get a face full of foam. According to the bartender, I had not finished my beer. Was there foam left in the tube? Of course. Beer? 1/2 inch MAX. But hey it's their bar and rules are rules. I take it like a man and start bitching to the bartenders, and apparently start getting a bit aggressive. So I get tossed out.

But I've been tossed out of nicer places.