Saturday, June 09, 2007

Three Strikes

Having worked the Memorial Day holiday and the Sunday before, I accumulated some paid time off. In fact, I'll enjoy three Friday's in a row away from work. Yesterday, I went up to the Big City to hang out with a new acquaintance, Kevin. He works in the same business I do, we've chatted since January, and hung out a couple of times in between.

I arrive, we go to lunch, he pays, and we head to the state Botanical Gardens. We spend an hour strolling around admiring the plants and flowers, chatting about this and that. It's all very comfortable and nice.

Later that evening, we meet up with some of my friends from the gay church for a 'group outing' (no pun intended) at a bowling alley. My first thought was...Friday night bowling...hmm...how redneck is this? And how many of us will get harassed?

My fears were swept aside as the bowling alley wasn't crowded and we pretty much had the place to ourselves.

Let me just say. 10 gay men and one lesbian bowling...talk about comedy! There was so much swishing going on as we approached the lane, I think the shear force of the wind knocked at least 2-3 pins over each time!!!

I started off well. First frame, strike. Second frame, strike. Third frame, strike.

*We interrupt this post for a special report...*

I've never bowled back to back strikes. Until March of this year, I hadn't bowled in at least 8-9, maybe 10 years.

*Now back to our regular scheduled post...*

So on the fourth frame, I'm thinking, ok this is it...and I bowled a spare. In all, I scored a 175...far better than my personal best of 130 set back on April 5, 1994. I remember because it was my 16th birthday.

The second game, I didn't do as well scoring in the 120's...I don't remember.

During the bowling, Kevin seemed to be having a great time, but we didn't really chat much. We both were talking to everyone else around us. After stopping for frozen custard and some fast food, we went back to his apt. The plan was for me to stay there, and that's what happened. I guess I was just expecting something more...or at least for him to offer to sleep in his bed. WRONG! I spent the night on the couch.

Not that was a problem, but it was disappointing. I wasn't hoping to get lucky...but it's been sooo long let me tell you, I think they've changed how you do it. Even a good night kiss would have suited me just fine.

This morning I could tell he was a bit antsy about something, so I took the cue and excused myself before he went to work.

His dog really liked me though. Not that dog....the one with four legs and a tail.

I woke up this morning feeling blah...almost depressed. I'm trying to snap out of it, but nothing's really wrong to fix, so I dunno what's up.

I did go visit my friend Sean and we tanned poolside for a bit, then I came on home, rather than staying another night with Sean and going to church Sunday.

Sarah was out of town, so we missed a chance for more Sarah Says.

Smooches and Best Wishes to Everyone...

"W"

2 Comments:

At 8:25 PM, Blogger No Display Name said...

Your sleeping on the couch was his loss, dear :o)
Now, I'm no expert or anything...but I suspect that they haven't changed how you do it all that much, no matter how long it's been, lol!

 
At 8:37 PM, Blogger A Lewis said...

Really sorry to hear about your disappointment. Those things are a real bitch to take. I hate building something up in my mind or heart and then it just fizzles or just seems so lackluster than what my fantasy had been. I'm thinking about you. take care.

 

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