i bowl.

or i used to, it seemed that the last summer me, dunx and brad were all in dallas, summer 2000 i think, and it seemed as though we made it to either don carter's or the bronco bowl or someplace like that no less often than every other week or so. we did it often enough that i got pretty good at it, but after that summer i think i can count the times i went on a couple or three fingers.

so i guess i still do bowl. i'm in a class anyway, there's a bit of a story behind it, and it's dumb, so i'll spare you, plus it's the kind of thing that might take away from the aura of invincibility that i work so hard to promote and protect for myself as well as the good of the general public, but i digress. so anyways, this class meets tuesdays and thursdays and though it's through long beach city college, it meets at a bowling alley on PCH, which i guess makes sense, seeing as there's no bowling alley on campus.

i only go on tuesdays, mostly because that's league day and thursdays are just for practice. our team's actually pretty good, we have the second lowest handicap in the league, but we're not very consistent, and we're not so much better than everyone else that we don't get screwed by handicaps every once in a while. like as a team our handicap is right at 150, mine is 48, and the other guys' are 60 and 42.

the ball i use is pink.

feeling: scatterbrained
thinking of: summer 2000
music: "big D boogie woogie" reverend horton heat