Monday, September 19, 2011

My Bowling Ball Went Brooklyn

I went to Melody Lanes tonight and bowled solo. Bowling is a great sport. I had the bowling alley to myself and used the jukebox to play my favorite hit songs. I played one song by The Who. "Happy Jack." For a while I thought I hated The Who, but now I know I don't hate The Who. It's like The Beatles. For a while I hated The Beatles, but then I realized that I don't really hate The Beatles, and that, in fact, I like them okay.

Melody Lanes is located in Sunset Park. It is a short, creepy bike ride away from my house. I can ride my bike there in 15 minutes. Unbelievable. Rarely can I commute anywhere in New York in 15 minutes. It felt fantastic. It reminded me of Boston, where you can ride your bike to most places in 15-20 minutes. It is good that the commute is short, because my bowling ball is heavy.

I like spraying my bowling ball with a specialized bowling ball cleaner and wiping it off with a worn out Lanes and Games bowling ball towel. (Lanes and Games is a bowling alley located in Cambridge, MA -- that's where I got my custom bowling ball drilled to perfection and fitted to my monstrous hand.) I like taking proper care of my custom bowling ball. I like bowling my bowling ball into the pins and cracking them into disarray.

The lady at Melody Lanes was so nice to me. Her customer service skills are unmatched. I almost asked her her name, but then I didn't.

The people bowling next to me sucked at bowling, which is why their scores were low.