Bowling

Josh and I went bowling tonight, with Diana cheerleading. I scored an unusually high 182 in the first game, a more typical 107 in the second. It was an enjoyable and socially acceptable way to smash things and make loud noises--unlike, say, marching through with claymores, axes and bagpipes, which I might otherwise prefer. And bowling requires just enough concentration to keep your mind off other things. The only problem was that Pinboys is not smoke-free, and the haze was thick enough that I had to change clothes when we got home.