
First up: bowling! Who doesn't love bowling!? Nate doesn't, that's who. We've never been bowling together. Bowling in and of itself isn't that great. The balls are heavy, the shoes possibly filled with fungus. But the sports within the sport are awesome. Drinking cheap beer out of plastic cups is always a good time. Selecting crappy tunes from the jukeobox is also fun. But best of all is the people watching. The last time I went bowling, I watched the mating rituals of twelve-year-olds. Basically, White Shirt was trying to put the moves on Red Polo, but Antlers (it was during the holiday season, not a girl with actual antlers) totally keopt cock-blocking her. Plus, Sweater was trying to mack on White Shirt when Red Polo was up to bowl. Not to mention the Ethiopians bowling in the lane right next to us. They were funny.
Bowling - B+; head on over to The Jackson Update to see what Jjack has to say!
2 comments:
I came here to thank you for the children's book suggestions and look who I find. My Amanda. You're a sneak but now I've found you.
Thanks for the suggestions btw.
xo
And there's the art of choosing your bowling name... cutesie? crass? stupid? How to choose?! It's such a commitment- for a few hours.
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