So Simple, Yet So Complex

Bowling is, by far, the single greatest experience in the life of a human being. No, seriously. Where else could you see the full gamut of human emotions? You've got your love (people go bowling on first dates sometimes), hate (well, a lot of people hate bowling), happiness (the thrill of victory), sadness (the agony of realizing that the number one substance found in the finger holes is human feces), hunger (I have have nothing funny to write here), uh... fullness. Plus, you get all kinds of people spanning the entire range of knowlege of bowling etiquette. Some don't know that you shouldn't bowl right next to someone else at the same time as that person. Some don't know that you take your ball back to the shelf at the end of your games. There's also the whole "skill" level thing. I put "skill" in parentheses because I honestly believe bowling requires none. Saying "bowling requires skill" is like saying "Elton John is just metro." Right. Anyway, you could sit down and be between a guy who bowls eight nights a week and a group of teenagers who care more about how cool they look with a cigarette in their hands than, you know, winning or lung cancer. That's what's so great about bowling. So much variety every time you go, but so much consistency from you, yourself. Bowling, my friends, is God's gift to man. Mark my words.

PS- That feces thing is totally true. Have fun!