Ack! I’m getting old!
Earlier in the week I took Zach bowling as he really wanted to go. Now, if you know me, you know that I’m not real keen on the whole bowling thing, if for no other reason than I completely suck at it and I hate doing things I’m not good at.
At any rate, he wanted to go, so I called a friend and we took my beloved bleached blond boy to the bowling alley. And, while I did make an attempt to bowl, it was a very very sad attempt. Zach didn’t do much better; however, we refused to let our total suckage ruin our fun and ended up having a really good time. I am pretty positive we were the only group in the whole place congratulating each other on our complete lack of skills.
I’m not going to tell you how bad it was, because really, I do have some pride you know. But uh, yeah. Pretty bad ![]()
The only really craptacular part is that when I woke up the next morning, I was stiff and sore. From bowling? The hell?
I’m currently looking through my receipts and seeing if I can exchange my body in on a newer model.
*hmph!*
