[Previous: "Dinner is lunch"] [Back to blog] [Next: "The Master's Mommy"]
Not much to do in this quiet town, so we went bowling -- for the first time in more than a year. League play had just ended, so the alley was still crowded, in a state of disrepair and smoke-filled, which sucked. Later -- after waiting 20 minutes for a lane -- as I bent over to put my purse down on a chair, the bottom of the large styrofoam cup I was carrying fell out, and Sprite poured out all over the seat. Luckily, my purse and I didn't get too wet, but then I was admonished by a bowling alley worker for bringing my drink too close to the bowling area! Jeez! No sympathy. No "Sorry, miss, we'll get you another Sprite." As far as the bowling went, I broke 100 in both games. That was decent. But the BF was en fuego, spanking me with his 175 in our second game. To add insult to injury, he obliterated me at a game of air hockey we played while waiting for a lane. Was not a good outing for me, though I'm happy Stephen had a good time.