Over the weekend the little princess and I were playing Bowling. I’d lost my groove, but am still at Pro status (for those that don’t know what I’m talking about, yeah, I’m sick so I’m not going to go into it, sorry). I mean, I can’t bowel a Turkey to save my life. I’d been messing with a new style, so I attempted to be as consistent as possible. Strike 1, 2, Turkey, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11… one more frame, one more freaking frame and I’d have a perfect 300… and wouldn’t you know it I freaking choked! 297. How pissed was I!?!?