Duck Pin Bowling

So what do you do on a Monday night when you're already disappointed in "The Bachelor" for taking 3 different girls to the fantasy suite and you want to go out but you're on a limited budget? You go duck pin bowling, of course! We drove less than a mile down the road to a hole in the wall bowling alley and it was hoppin! (Actually, I'd never seen so many white people in one place in that shopping center before so i guess it's a cultural thing.) We took our place in the last lane open in the whole place, lane 26. This place was old school, and i don't just mean the age of the bowlers. You kept your own scores on a score card that you could put up on the overhead projector in your lane, and you had to push a button to reset your pins after every frame you bowled. I'm not even good at regular bowling and neither of us had ever played this shrunken version before, so we elected not to display our scores for a room full of people regulars. Maria tried to assist with a couple of rolls but decided she liked sitting in score keeper's seat and cheering wildly whether we got a strike or a gutter ball the best. She kept her own version of score for us by scrolling all over the score card. It was already 8:00 when we got there, so we just played one game before heading out, but it was one of the funnest Monday nights we've had in a long time.