117! Good day!

I bowled a 117! That's, like, double my personal best. And I won a game, against three other people (Lesley, Shannon, and Mike). The trick, it seems, is in using a sixteen-pound ball, instead of the fifteen-pound El Monstro. The larger ball, incidentally, is named Tangerine Dewdrop, due to its orange color. A lot of balls were named today, actually. There was the Purple Ball of Mediocrity, the Black Hole, Lime Green Lightning, the Canary of Doom, and my personal favorite, the Eight Pound Ball of Carnation Pink Fury. I used that one a few times. The finger holes were significantly smaller than my fingers, though, so the process of delivering Pink Fury upon the unsuspecting pins was less of a 'bowling' and more of a 'halfheartedly running in the general direction of the pins and chucking it as hard as I can'. It didn't work all that great, but man! That was a little pink blur! But oddly enough, the old arm doesn't hurt quite so bad as it did last week. Clearly this is indication that I am, in fact, the son of Jor-El, and the rays of your yellow sun are finally awakening my hidden super powers. Or, or I just spent most of the frames chucking an eight-pounder. Whatever, I won a bowling game for the first time! Woo! Woot, even! I'm a-dancin'!

And then we bought some Entenmann's baked goods. They were having a deal on overstocked goods, 5 boxes for 5 dollars. But, each was $1.39 on it's own. A little simple mathematics proves that buying 4 items will cost $5.56. So, the coffee cake cost negative fifty six cents. Dee- licious. They pretty much payed me to eat coffee cake. Rock on!

Then later I had a curry from Duck Walk, a Thai restaurant. I've eaten from there three times, and every time I get the Yellow Curry. Man! That's a good curry!

After that, I had a three way telephone conversation with Kristin and Jose. Actually, forget the tiny font, it was a three way telephone conversation with Kristin and Jose. See, subversion is fun and all, and so is implying that events of varying levels of sauciness transpired between me and Kristin, but I don't want any nearsighted Nellys to go around thinking I had sex with Jose. Like the old saying goes: even if I were gay, I'd still have standards.

So, yeah. Good day. Nice score. Now that I know the best ball for me (I figured it out in frame five of my last game. Check the score:
8 - | 6 - | 7 - | - 5 | 9 / | 4 / | X(That's right, strike, baby!)| 6 / | 9 - | 9 -
And that's after I had a few games to practice, I was still getting a gutter every frame, although I was using the less than accurate 'Chucking of Pink Fury' method. Still, using El Monstro in one game, I got five gutters in a row, which funnily enough left the board saying 6 6 6 right next to my name. But Tangerine Dewdrop changed everything around for me. I can hardly wait to get bowling again. Hooray for fun!