Bowling... It's a Sport!

While looking at this post, it's possible that you will say "Jesus, this is a ridiculous amount of pictures."
And you would be right.
But why do I insist on posting every picture we take while out bowling?
Because I like looking at them, and I like remembering every second of our fun times together.
So go ahead, skim the pictures.
Maybe even skip down to the comments.
But know that these pictures are an extension of my memory, and they're important to me.

When we went bowling, our first lane was broken, so we got another game for free. That was pretty great.

Before I start with my crapload of pictures, I thought I'd post real quick about a giveaway Sheri is hosting to commemorate the opening of her new jewelry website!

Go check it out!

First things first, I got a haircut yesterday. I chopped off my hair to shoulder length!
Before going out, Izzy and I put stars on our faces!

When we got to the alley, we hammed it up for the cameras.
Mmm... hammy. Just like Christmas dinner.
We weren't allowed to use flash in the bowling alley, but occasionally it would accidentally go off.
Izzy took a picture of me taking a picture of her. Trippy.
Travis and I had a stare down. I won.
I spent a lot of the night laughing.
And sitting on the floor.
Why was I on the floor in this one? Look closely: The ball is in the gutter.
Why did this picture happen? Probably because Alex was ridiculously drunk. He drank something like 7 rum and cokes. And a smirnoff ice.
He had 8 straws.
He was very drunk.


I tried to maintain good form. Sucked at it though.
There's some of his empty rum and coke glasses.
This wound up being my "pose" for the night.
Travis always has an evil look, doesn't he?
See? Alex has that bowlers form that I've never been able to have.
This was my new "I got a strike" dance.
I'm pretty sure I got a spare on those pins.


There's the thumbs up again. Aren't I creative?
And there's my infamous kicked-out leg. I can't seem to keep from doing that when I throw the ball.
Wub my Izzy.
Told you, he looks evil. It's like his signature look or something.
Stuck out tongue - a classic.
I look like a ghost in the background
I always used the pink ball. It was an 8 pounder. Izzy used the 6. She'd chuck that sucker down the lane.
Me with the thunbs up again. I'm really not that creative.
And AGAIN. You'd think my thumbs would be hurting by then.
I just thought this was cute and pulled out my camera as fast as I could to catch it.


Alex and his twist again. It got more flamboyant the drunker he got.

This picture was fun to take. Alex was so trashed at this point that he started falling over, and knocked me over, and I had to grab on to Travis to keep from completely falling.
I'm drinking coke, minus the rum.


My tilt, in hopes of willing the ball not to go into the gutter.
I was trying to take a pic of myself sitting on the lane.
I took these pictures sitting down on the lane.







Izzy's hands, but I took the picture at the perfect time.
"Wow, I look totally wasted." "That's because you are."
Awww.
AWWW.
She doesn't look as enthusiastic with me. That hurts.
That's more like it.