Join Me in Snarkville

When we were in Vegas, we had some graffic work done on the MINI. It was really fun to watch a good friend of ours work on the car, but mostly because he kept declaring that he had “mad skills, with two D’s and two Z’s”

So while at bowling this week, Prince reminds me of this joke which caused me to laugh and laugh — as if it were really all that funny. But the relaxing and laughing pushed me into have a good night again — which was good, because I had been tanking for a few weeks.

Anyway, I thought I’d bring you a few things from bowling this week that you might want to tuck away as things not to do in public.

• Perhaps it is not my finest hour to complain about a new bar policy (the policy requires everyone over 21 to wear a wrist band regardless if the person is drinking. Now this matters because the wrist band pulls hairs and bugs me when I bowl. I drink a pitcher of water on bowling night — hardly a big drinker.) to the guy who made the policy.
• Perhaps it was not the best thing that when we were matched up to bowl, I bowled against this same person. And perhaps, after the first game when he beat me and his wife beat Prince, that I might have declared that we were going to beat them next game.
• And perhaps telling this same man that perhaps he could put his ball in the gutter more — because after all it isn’t nice to beat-up on a little girl.
• And finally, I may or may not have done the happy dance when we beat them for the next TWO games and perhaps that didn’t redeem me for my earlier, “this policy is crap” statement.