Advice to anyone still in high school or college: be sure to take Bowling 101, so that when you're forty-something and bowling with extended family, you will get more strikes than any of the other grown-ups and your score will even bypass what the under-10, bumper-using crowd manages to pull off. Then you can justify all the money your parents spent on tuition.
Today, Auntie Peggy, Uncle Pat and their girls cruised out here in their mamavan to visit us and get whooped at North Bowl by Strikemaster K. Uncle Pat even helped get the Massive Elk Head in place on the wall. As these visits often do, this one turned into a spontaneous cousin-sleepover. Apart from the requisite bickering, pouting and exclusionary tactics, it's all gone really well! The only thing I didn't like was R copying his cousins calling me by my first name, because in his dialect it comes out as "Ninny!"
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