Last night I went bowling with some people at the lanes in Newport (which I can't remember the name of). Unfortunately, a lot of people didn't show up for various reasons. Most notable was Josh B., and his reason was because he was "too cool" to go bowling with us. What a loser. However, we did have a few people show up: me, Mike W., Jackie, her boyfriend, Kate, and TJ. We bowled three games, which might have been my worst three games ever. I bowled 71, 44, and 64. I think the main problem is that my strategy for rolling the ball is a little off. Basically, I try to find the lightest ball I can and then throw it as hard as I can at the pins. The result is about 50% gutterballs but very satisfying hits the other times. However, its unreliability is evident in my very low scores. Some of the people in my lane noticed that sometimes I release the ball a little too early and slam it into the floor. So from then on, Mike W. proceeded to make a sledgehammer motion whenever I did that, which made me laugh and throw even more wildly. But wait, there's more! People also noticed that I bring the ball as far back as I possibly can on the "backswing" to try to maximize the power on my throw. Their main issue with that was that the ball was going to fly off my hand and destroy someone's face. And the thought of the ball flying off my hand made things even funnier. So anyway, I need to work on my bowling style. Maybe. Later that night, Kate and TJ's pin setter machine horked up and became out of sync with the scoring machine and they couldn't seem to get it back to normal. But I don't think you can go to a bowling alley and not have that happen at least once. Overall, it was a fun night, although my arm is a little sore from repeatedly throwing the ball as hard as I can. But it's so worth it.
Also, I completely forgot to mention some of the other people at the alley. There was a group of people next to us with matching jackets that said "Cin City" on them. I thought it was clever. And one of the girls was wearing a shirt that said "The Dwarves must die" on the back. Not sure what that was referring to. And then, on our other side, we had a girl in a long skirt that appeared to be giving bowling lessons to everyone. At one point (and I only saw this through peripheral vision) it appeared that she approached the lane to bowl, tripped, fell, and slid about a third of the way down the lane. So of course, I immediately turned and stared, not wanting to miss the spectacle. However, there was no ball in the lane, and she was pointing at some of the lane markers while an old dude stood at the line and watched. Now I was really confused because she appeared to have sprinted up to the lane and slid, rather than walking slowly and carefully, and there was an audible "thud" as she hit the floor. And secondly, who the hork goes down the lane like that? I don't think you're supposed to or something. Whatever.
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