Bowling was fun this time. Last time I had a team that wasn’t very talkative and I not only played badly but I spilled beer on myself. This time I didn’t play any better but I did have a more energetic team and my shirt remained beer-free. I don’t bowl well and the guys I was playing with eventually started trying to give me pointers. Unfortunately I don’t think “waggling my butt” was going to improve my performance, and relaxing wasn’t helping much either. I’ll never be much of a bowler, but one of the guys that works for me scored a 197 and tells me that his parents met on a bowling team. He showed up with his own ball and his own shoes.