Thanks to everyone who came out and made the General Strike a success and a rollicking good time. Here's the poop for all of you voyeuristic sideliners.
Syntax edged out Vesperian for the trophy.
E-Spouse (consort to our very own Edgy Mama) vowed on his first beer to "kick some ass," and did just that in our group, followed close behind by the Screwiest Hooligan.
My Goth Laundry was leading Syntax in her group until the obviously misogynistic, biased scoring machine started adding extra points to his score for strikes and spares and such. Bliss gave them both a run for their money.
Vesperian who came in second overall, had to fight like hell against the feisty and beautiful Dianna, who bowled like a Teamster after kicking her mojo into high gear by snatching the magic tiara from the head of Edgy Mama.
The fashionista award was shared by Edgy & Dianna, depending on who had possession of the tiara at the time, with honorable mention going to Ash for his I 
Hot Mamas tee shirt and to Screwy for his Surrender the Bootie tee shirt.. My group voted Sweet Tea the cutest bowler award by unanimous vote and Rachel was our pick for Ms. Congeniality.
The highlight of the evening was when in a moment of Dionysian ecstasy, Brainshrub & Dianna jumped on a table and began to regale the gathered assembly with a rousing rendition of the Violent Femmes' "Blister in the Sun."
I dare say, A Good Time Was Had By All!
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O, and I feel like hell today--way overserved. Thank you for not awarding me worst bowler. Though I was.
Thanks to Felicity for opening her home to some of us drunkards for post-bowling festivities.
And thanks to Jim for being organizational master!
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