Spitting

***Warning: this post is actually about spitting...just in case you didn't take my title seriously***
Sitting in the kava bar at night with my friends, I look around jealously as they casually relax in their seat while lobbing a wad of spit 2 feet to the coral in the middle of the room. Despite many nights of practice, I have yet to pick up the technique. When I need to spit (as happens often while drinking kava), I must lean forward until my face is over the coral, and let it drop straight down, sometimes missing my mark and hearing the ominous splat of spit hitting cement. While I've gotten better at making my spit drop in a small ball of wetness, rather than a long string that hangs down from my mouth, I have not yet found the proper way to lob it any distance. I haven't yet given up hope, and will continue to practice. Tonight however, is not the night that I will succeed.
I give them the stink eye as I lean back against the bench, and hope that one day I will learn their ways, and I too, will be able to sit and spit.