last night as i sat huddled above “the little friend” one hand tangled in my hair and another reaching out for the warmth radiating from the space heater hidden under the bar, craig approached the…
Browsing Category Bowling
Overheard: A Conversation about My Breasts
I was at the bowling alley. It was a Friday night, after all, and all the hipster 30somethings were. . . somewhere else. But not, I, I was at the bowling alley, slinging beer and…
spin the circle
“hey babycakes, spin the circle,” someone shouted from alley 2. i looked over from my perch at the bar, located behind alleys 5 &6. “babycakes?” “yeah babycakes, spin the circle.” “what in the hell does…
leave it to the boys
i called stinky, 9 3/4 and my dad to see what they wanted me to get them for dinner– i offered up leann chin, since that’s what i want. but NOOOooooOOO– stink had sushi for…
touch my monkey
i was standing at the end of the counter waiting to turn lanes one and two off when opie came up with his bowling ball (don’t be thinking opie looks like a young richie cunnigham…