You might be able to guess what song has been stuck in my head since Friday.
I was also tempted to title this post "This is not 'Nam." Except we didn't follow the rules very carefully on our birthday outing for friend D.
Save for the de rigueur White Russians.
The shoes were surprisingly not unattractive. They also appeared brand-new and were pretty comfortable. How times change!
But my score was pretty abysmal. (I was "V.") I only got one frame in, so I can blame it on not being warmed up. Or maybe because I haven't touched a bowling ball in years.
We did have a bowling unit in high school gym. Imagine a busload of teenagers descending upon a bowling alley at midday and being asked to concentrate on "form." Fun times.
It is not easy taking a picture of a bowling ball while holding it, with no flash, left-handed.
Some of us had better form than others.
I thought I would be sore the next day, but I wasn't.