Obviously, you're not a golfer

My internet and phone line both stopped working last Friday.  From what I could decipher, they were cut off because the owner hadn't paid his bill.  I went down to the rental agency's office on Saturday to see if they could get it fixed, and they were quick to assure me that they might get around to calling the owner about it on Monday or Tuesday.  I didn't have time to argue with them, as it was Mike's friend Twyla's last day in BA, and we had to go hang out in Caminito with our pal Diego Maradona.

My cousin Bradley arrived from Chile that night, so Brendan and I took him out to Guebara to see some live music.  I'm not sure what the name of the band was, but one of the songs featured a surprise guest appearance by the guy from Electrochongo!  On Sunday, we went to Luna Park to check out 100% LUCHA.  It is kind of a cross between Mexican lucha libre and WWE beefcake soap opera.  Our favourite wrestler was The Canadian.  He came out holding a hockey stick and wearing a hockey helmet over his luchador mask.  Here he is holding a fake garbage can while Crazy Bug Eyed Guy does a backflip off the top rope.

On Monday, we wanted to go golfing, but the reservation line wasn't working.  We decided to just take a cab to the Palermo Golf Club and see if we could get on.  The course was open, but the pro shop was closed, which meant no club rentals, which meant a walk of shame away from the golf course, which led somehow to Paloko Bowl.  We rolled a few games, went to Plaza Dorrego for lunch, and came back to my apartment to play cards and shake our fists at the still inoperative modem.  The card games whetted our appetite for something harder, so after dinner we strolled down to Puerto Madero Casino for some riverboat gambling.  They say that casino gambling is a sucker's game, but I have a system!  You simply take out as much money as you are comfortable losing, then you lose it in 10 minutes and spend the rest of the night nursing a beer and muttering under your breath.  It was pretty good people watching, though, and when we got back to my place at 5 this morning, the internet and phone line were operational.