Bowling.

When Erik and Liz arrived, it was downpouring. We shot the shit for a little bit until the rain cleared up. Dropped by bowling alley. It’s literally within walking distance of where I live, but I rarely go there. Go figure. Liz had a craving for coffee, but we reasoned that it would take too long to drink, so they both got energy drinks.

You know, there’s so much innuendo in bowling, yet I never, ever remember making any sort of ball-related jokes as a younger me. You see, women can never find the right balls. But men? We work with the balls we have. :: nods decisively ::

Like riding a bike. I tend to be a very inconsistent bowling, and I have to change my approach as I get tired. I’d throw a strike and hit some spares, and then get a smattering of gutter balls. Erik and I obviously know how to bowl, whereas Liz had absolutely no idea. They made fun of me because I mentioned how I used to watch bowling on TV. No, seriously!

Walked to a TGIF’s afterwards. I love New Jersey. I’m not really a huge fan of Fridays, but it’s THERE, so whatever. We all did their current 3-course meal thingie. It was actually too much food for me. I had a mixed drink and could feel terrible jokes coming on. Okay, jokes I’d make anyway, but whatever.

Liz: “How do we know Timmy has an email?”

Me: “Well, if I don’t have an email, I sure have a tmail.”

…I don’t think she quite got it. Alcohol’s funny. I don’t drink much, but once I get a buzz going, I kind of get into it. Maybe I’ll drink at this year’s fourth of july party. Just won’t go overboard like I did two years ago. Definitely.

Don’t really need to document all the conversational topics. I just wanted to write down the scores. I’m the kind of person who is curious who would be curious what my scores were, for the next time I play. I used to league when I was in middle school, and I find it funny how I can still average around 100. First game, I obviously took a little to get going. No, not even. I had two strikes in that game. And a number of gutter balls, ha ha. Just a matter of finishing your spares.