bowl me over.

Standard

detroit duckpin bowling

with family on the bottom floor

beneath the cambria hotel in the city

it is highly unlikely

i will become a professional bowler

on the circuit one day

as with just one move

my ball flew out of my hand

right into a small slot

between our lane and another

shutting down the system

but what an aim i had

who else could have thrown their ball directly

into that tiny hidden spot

without even knowing it was there?

there must be some kind of award for that.

and we had a lot of laughs.

 

“if i had been on ‘bowling for dollars’, i’d wind up owing them money.

-ricki lake

74 responses »

  1. Still laughing! It reminds me of the time I was pushing Child #1 onto the elevator of a multi-story department store. Just as we crossed the opening, she grabbed my car keys and dropped them into the teensy opening to the shaft. You could not have done that if you tried all day. They had to close the elevators and call some repair guy from the next state over to come and raise the elevator, climb down into the shaft, retrieve the keys, and lecture me about letting toddlers get hold of them.

    I tried to joke that this must happen all the time, and nobody was the least amused. “No lady, it’s never happened before. Ever.”

    The “Do not ever come into this store with your devil-spawn again” was silent but clear.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. The bowling alley is one of the most humbling places on Earth. Too bad there’s not footage of your shot. The Ricki Lake quote is in the category of laugh out loud.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Well, apparently I dropped off your subscription list at some point. I just re-upped with the nail polish post and am working backwards.

    I’ve only been bowling a couple of times and have never even seen a place for duckpins. Suffice it to say I was awful at it!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a comment