Lowest score wins? Please say yes. Because if so I’m a bowling champion.
Yeeeah… I know you’re supposed to knock over balls pins. I even know the rules. Like if you get a strike the next frame is multiplied by how ever many pins you knock down… or something. And I *know* how to knock over a split. Darned if I actually can though.
I very consistently threw the ball into the same place. Right in the gutter. Me and the gutter? Like this ::crosses fingers::
I tried to have fun though. My competitive streak tried to rear it’s ugly head. I can get really pissy when I’m losing. I try so hard to be a gracious loser but it’s so freakin’ hard. I kept a smile on my face though. See?
My high score of the night was 63. No, I didn’t forget a 1 at the beginning of that number. Just 63. High five! ::crickets:: No? Whatever. If I break 50 that’s an accomplishment. I am so bad at bowling that whenever I try I always have random strangers come up and try to help me. They offer me tips and advice. It’s both embarrassing and hilarious.
Zahara on the other hand was pretty awesome. Comparatively.
Here she is after one of many strikes. Psh.
The reason we were at the bowling alley was because Zahara’s dad’s band was playing at the bar that was connected to it. They were actually really good.
There was an old man that was the most hilarious adorable person you’ve ever seen.
Look at what a great time he was having?
Later he came up to us and told us a bunch of jokes. Randomly. No one in our group has any idea who he is. I hope I’m that awesome when I’m in my 80’s.
So it was a good night. I had a lot of fun and while my bowling game did not improve I don’t care all that much. I can still kick butt on the Wii and for now, that’s good enough for me.