A friend is moving north. To see him off, a few of us gathered for a night of bowling and beer.
The last game I bowled was probably with the same group of people, about two years ago, and I bowled something like a 40. Incidentally, it was around the same time Obama was teased for his similarly low score.
Along with the token fun graphics and greasy bar food our chosen alley featured a computer tally that records the speed of your ball. A few friends were frequently reaching 17mph, but I was the gentle giant with consistent throws at 8mph.
Those were mesmerizing, spinning journeys down the lane.
During one such crowd pleasing turn, the computer went awry. An employee was called but the next couple throws weren't tallied right, and a few of us were cheated out of points.
But, we know our scores.
Gear: Nikon D90, Nikkor AFD 50mm f/1.4