Went Bowling.
I snagged an invite out bowling last nite with Greg, Laurie, Jake, and Rich. We were joined by Vicki and the lovely Vanessa and were prepared to take The Garage (a hipster bowling alley, if you can believe it) by storm. Unfortunately, other people were already taking The Garage by storm and the wait was 2 hours. So was the wait at Sunset.
Luckily, Vanessa knew that Leilani Lanes was still open (through March 31) and we called them. 10 minute wait? No problem!
Sadly, when we got there, the 10 minute wait turned into an hour and a half, but we decided to have some drinks to pass the time. There was a fair amount of gambling and lots of silly.
When we finally got lanes, we were a tiny bit sauced and a lot of silly and broke up into two lanes. You can see that our lane started out at Vanessa, Rich, and Myself:

But it ended up as, well, you can see for youself:

Not that Laurie, Greg, Vicki, and Jake were much classier, mind you:

Vicki's full name there was actually "Idaho Udapimp", for anyone keeping track of this for posterity. You can also see what a horrible horrible bowler I am. I'm much worse when I drink. (That's not true. I am always a shitty bowler. Why do I lie?)
The thing about drinking and bowling is that it's really really fun. The other thing about drinking and bowling is that you don't really realize when you're repeating an action that is injuring you slightly every time until you wake up in the morning and you have a crazy muscle knot in the middle of your thigh. My shoulders feel good though, as do my gluteii (no, that's not a word).
Here's hoping we can get out there and bowl again soon!
Cheers!

. . .
I've really been digging on a particular song lately: "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" from Death Cab for Cutie. So spare, yet resonant. It's so calming and you have to admit the chorus is most lovely:
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their VACANCY signs
That, my friends, is awesome imagery.
. . .
In the category of "Other Awesome Imagery But In A Different Way" is this ad in the women's restroom of the bowling alley:

A classy joint all around!


1 Comments:
I refuse to bowl in a rational manner. I like to throw the ball, preferably with both hands, sideways with a hope it will bounce. It is my snub of "technique".
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