Last night I went bowling.
I woke up this morning, thinking it was Saturday and at around three, Hecate told me it's Friday.
It was creepy: as though everything was black and white all of a sudden, and Rod Serling came out of nowhere and started talking.
Maybe that's what bowling does to you.
Or maybe it was those wild dreams I had last night, which bled into today.
It's a little embarrassing. But at least I gained a day.
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Gah, when you get older, you'll be lucky if you can remember what month it is...
Hm, I find that pic of the bowling pin strangely homoerotic.
Are you a good bowler?
Two things: 1) bowling chicks are hot; and, 2) that pin looks stolen. I'm not judging. Peace.
A.G, are you the lone pin on the lane of fate waiting to be struck by the bowling ball of life?
Me, too. It's like a pear-shaped bald albino woman wearing a red necklace.
Bowling pin chicks are hot!
Usually I'm pretty good, but last night I sucked pretty bad.
Then again, I was playing with pros.
I am not a thief!
I'm the lone pin in the gutta.
When you feel like the lone pin in the gutter, it might be time to start bumper bowling A.G.
Jeez alicia, just saw love ludlow tonight, and I am so blown away by your performance. Brava girl. My little boy has autism and it is so isolating very much like your charachter xperiences. Big kiss to you for good show, Love Lynn in Huntington Beach California
If you framed the shot so that the pin occupied the extreme right or left of the frame, it would look disjointed, out of balance, wack. By framing the pin in the center, you restore balance and harmony to the scene. The pin is serene, majestic, and exudes an air of rightness. And, perhaps, an air of pear-shaped, bald albino woman-ness.
Two questions here:
When you hear the pins falling do you see cartoon characters falling down in your head? I do.
And more importantly, what pound ball were you using??
When I bowl I have pizza and beer, that causes my confusion the next day. Good to see your still around A.G. :)
Bowling seems very simple by looking at the pins and thinking you'll annihilate all pins.So,when it comes to that moment,you'll start to reveal, that it takes more than just to beat those pins easily.
I still wear my bowling sox you bought me. Lets go next time you are in.
xo
I was sick once and slept for over 24 hours. It really messed up my sense of time. I went to bed about five in the evening and woke up about six thirty. I thought I'd only slept an hour and a half, so imagine my confusion when the tv shows were different as was everything else.
I'd lost a day!
As for bowling, my friends and I aren't all that good. To make the games more interesting we have this wager thing going on and it is this.
If you bowl less than 120, you have to bowl the next game with your pants pulled down.
Later!
and btw, i have just discovered your earlier work - it was fantastic. For years I must have lost a day,too! Why had I not discovered it before? Your performances of comedy are borderline genius. will you be engaging in more soon?
also, how can a bowling pin look homoerotic?
More importantly, should I go see 'Spamalot'? It's coming to D.C. soon. I know that doesn't have anything to do with bowling, but I figured Vassar chicks are pretty keen on theater issues.
I would rather spend the Spamalot $60 on a pizza party. But that's just me.
To stereotype a "Vassar Chick" as savy in "theater issues" robs the college's three Math majors who prefer bowling.
Mea culpa....Math major Vassar chicks rule, especially ones that dig bowling.
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