Lately I've been buried with school work and an internship, so I decided it'd be a great idea to take a much needed hike through the hills of the South Mountain Park Reserve:
Today I drove through a largely Mexican-run town of Arizona and nearly ran over a Chiuaua... one of the more cliche moments I've had since last week when I saw some polygamists at IFA.
I'm going to touch on the subject of bowling for a sec. Ugh....why is bowling such a beloved American activity? I cringe at the thought and here's why:
-Bowling shoes: gross, sweaty, no traction, never the right size, ugly.
-Confusing scoring system: what the what?
-The physical act of bowling: people watching you waddle/speed walk up to a line and violently hurl a heavy ball across the most slippery surface known to man. 80% of the people bowling are overweight...it's not a nice thing to see in action.
-Noise: Lots of stopping, clapping, and crashing all around you followed by words like "Snap!" and "Booyah!"
-Pride: The sense of accomplishment bowlers seem to feel for knocking over some pins.
-Dancing: Nope, gross. Stop dancing when you get a strike.
-Personalized equipment: Those people who have their own bags and bowling balls, they kill me.
...and the absolute #1 worst thing of all:
-The glove: You don't need a glove to bowl, no need. Super creepy. Those who wear bowling gloves are sure to commit murder in said glove.
Don't agree with me?
Just watch this little prize of a 1980s bowling tournament for a moment...or the whole thing. You may see what I see.
The only thing to make this worse would be a saxophone player in the background. Don't even get me started on those guys and how they close their eyes when playing the instrument.
