“Oh let her bowl,” Craig mouthed to me. “No,” I shook my head at him. The man and his six-year-old daughter took one last look at the lanes filled with smoking and drinking men, and…
Browsing Category Bowling
Sweet! WiFi access at the bowling alley
Somehow through the power of her feminine wiles, Sister #2 conned Dad into getting us a wireless router at the bowling alley. As I type this I get to ignore bowlers begging for beer. Generally…
If I Could Go Back in Time I Would Lock the Door, Fire Codes be Damned
It’s usually not until the 8th frame that people start to notice. Six in a row is worth a free beer and happens often enough that nobody really says anything. Unless, of course, it’s their…
luck o’ the irish
“i got up really early today,” max said, settling on the barstool next to me. he propped his elbow onto the bar and put his head in his hand. “so i’m really tired.” “why’d you…
attack of the chocolate-covered two year old
since every sister, my mom, and tony were busy bowling and/or keeping score for the SJBT on saturday (the stink was in class, lucky fucker), i was left to serve beer to 32 bowlers and…