I’ll warn you in advance, this is totally off topic. But hey, it’s my blog, I can take a detour once in awhile, right? I want this down somewhere so I can look back at it later and remember.
Last night of bowling league. I’m averaging 151, my personal best game is 184, my high series is 535. My goal for most of the season has been to throw a 200.
186 – nice game
191 – so close. Started the game with 9/spare for three frames and then my shoe stuck and I hung it over the gutter. I picked it up, but if that had been a strike instead of 0/spare, or even another 9/spare …
202 – it came down to the 10th frame. I had to strike to get it. It felt so awesome.
So that works out to a 579 series.
Guess I’d better find a new league. It would be a shame to quit now.
Then I wake up this morning and look out the window to see big, beautiful, heavy, wet snowflakes falling and a layer of snow on the ground and my car. Woohoo! Snow makes me happy. Wednesday made me grumpy. It was 60 so it was crowded and very busy at work. (60 is like, 15 to my friends in Canadialand). What? I’m supposed to be excited when it’s 60 and upset when it snows? Well, I never have claimed to be normal.