Strike-a-Doo's, Baby!

Another week, a slightly better bowling score.


For those of you who don't know, I am a bowler on Memphis' "Strike - a - doo" bowling team. Last night we played the other Memphis bowling team, the "Pintasticals" and, fortunately, I didn't do as bad as I had the week before. The week before started strong, for me, in the 70s and ended with a dismal 48. Yea, I know, it was THAT bad! So, I decided that, for me to improve my bowling score, I had to start drinking. And, let me tell you, there is something in that. Not only did I score two 65s (come on people, be happy it wasn't a 48 again!) but I had a little bit more fun.... :)

Sadly, I am not the professional drinker that my friends are. Which is good, because the drinks at the Alley aren't cheap and, when you are a fan of scotch straight, a little goes a long way.

So, though I have no intention of quitting my day job to become a professional bowler, I do intend to play until my bowling shoes fall apart. Have to get my money's worth with them.

And, yes, I said it. I have bowling shoes. LONG story, but they are pink and don't look like bowling shoes, which makes me VERY happy!