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rebeccmeisterMy Aunt L's birthday is the day after Christmas, and she loves nothing more than a trip to the bowling alley for a good game. So, it's the one time of year I ever go bowling. There was a smaller group of us this year, so we just occupied two lanes.
One of our lanes, however, was clearly possessed. It kept stealing our bowling balls and refusing to give them back, even when we capitulated and used multiple different balls of the wrong weight. My Uncle D had to go back over to the counter 7-8 times to get them to send someone over to manually fix that.
Other entertaining moments included giving my Aunt D a copy of a zine I just made. I'll blog more about the zine soon. It's about ants.
My Uncle D had not just one but TWO occasions where he had a gutter ball bounce right back out of the gutter at the last moment and knock over some pins!!
Because our lane was possessed, at one point my Aunt D accidentally bowled while the gate was down, realizing her mistake only a few seconds after she'd released the ball. It was one of those slow-motion accidents, watching the ball travel all the way down to the pins at far end of the lane, where it smacked into the gate...and then slowly, slowly rolled all the way back to her, right down the middle of the lane. By the point it reached her we just laughed and laughed.
The people in the lane next to us had a couple young children bowling, so they had those gutter bumpers that will go up for just the young child, then retract so everyone else has to just cope with the emotions of a gutter ball. One time when it was the young child's turn, she bowled, and somehow managed to get the ball to bump up and OVER the gutter bumper, into the gutter! That was a first.
My Aunt L was very happy to have gone bowling, as usual. She's 75 at this point, so it's great she can still happily heft her bowling ball. She even got some beautiful new purple bowling shoes for Christmas this year.
One of our lanes, however, was clearly possessed. It kept stealing our bowling balls and refusing to give them back, even when we capitulated and used multiple different balls of the wrong weight. My Uncle D had to go back over to the counter 7-8 times to get them to send someone over to manually fix that.
Other entertaining moments included giving my Aunt D a copy of a zine I just made. I'll blog more about the zine soon. It's about ants.
My Uncle D had not just one but TWO occasions where he had a gutter ball bounce right back out of the gutter at the last moment and knock over some pins!!
Because our lane was possessed, at one point my Aunt D accidentally bowled while the gate was down, realizing her mistake only a few seconds after she'd released the ball. It was one of those slow-motion accidents, watching the ball travel all the way down to the pins at far end of the lane, where it smacked into the gate...and then slowly, slowly rolled all the way back to her, right down the middle of the lane. By the point it reached her we just laughed and laughed.
The people in the lane next to us had a couple young children bowling, so they had those gutter bumpers that will go up for just the young child, then retract so everyone else has to just cope with the emotions of a gutter ball. One time when it was the young child's turn, she bowled, and somehow managed to get the ball to bump up and OVER the gutter bumper, into the gutter! That was a first.
My Aunt L was very happy to have gone bowling, as usual. She's 75 at this point, so it's great she can still happily heft her bowling ball. She even got some beautiful new purple bowling shoes for Christmas this year.
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Date: 2025-12-29 03:17 pm (UTC)