how come I can't join that club...

...I'm a nice guy. I'm good enough, I'm smart enough...and gosh darn it, people like me! Then again, that's not good enough to join this club. Gee, maybe I fill you in on what I'm talking about?

You probably read about my bowling for quarters fiasco where I lost 50 cents to my friend Erik. He just had to go and pick up a 1-7-10 with no wood. I sure hope he had a good use for that 50 cents, 'cause that was mine and he stole it! Ever since that, I've been joking about how I want to join the Hi-Lo Jackpot club, picking up that spare myself. I figure the club doesn't get bigger all that often, as that's not the easiest spare leave to pick up, so I stood a good chance of becoming the next one of my gang to enter into that prestigious room.

Wouldn't you know, I take a look through my email this evening to find that my pal Chip sends me an email, stating his wife, Lisa, made that shot tonight in Ware. So, I'm the only one in my crowd who hasn't made that shot yet. Am I starting to feel a little inferior? Yeah...geez, I keep repeating to myself...I'm good enough, I'm smart enough...and gosh darn it, people like me! I wonder, does anyone have Stuart Smalley's phone number? Will they want to bowl with me? Will they want to be seen in public with me? I can see it now...

"Quick...run! It's that guy who can't make the Hi-Lo Jack!"
"But he's a nice guy...funny and all...don't run off, let's go say hello!"
"No! He's not the bowlers we are! If he can't make that shot, I don't want to play with him!"

But seriously...way to go Lisa! You wanted to be famous...or was that infamous? So either way, you're here for all the world to see. And next time any of you readers see Lisa, Chip or Erik...ask 'em how they made that shot so I can do it, too. I wanna join that club! WHAAAAAA!!!

(ed. note: all of this is obviously typed with tongue firmly planted in cheek...for those of you who have proven to have a very small sense of humor...and you know who you are! So don't send me email telling me I'm such a horrible person for poking a bit of fun--it's really stupid when you send me something like that!)

In other news, we actually have a stove, so I can cook dinner. Gee, isn't that great. On the other hand, I've been stoking up fires on the grill since the accident (which was not caused by naughty little happenings in the kitchen...I'll let all of you guess who blamed me for that). Steak dinners cooked over a charcoal flame in March are a beautiful thing. But all good things must come to an end, I guess. Well, maybe not an end...just a bit of a hiatus.

And on the lanes, I had a great night Sunday. A 353, with 3 marks in a row in the second string. And my 140 second string is a new season high string (as is the 353 triple). And yeah, I know it's not the numbers some of the guys on the eastern part of the state roll, but hey, I'm proud of myself. I special...if only to me! LOL

Gee, maybe this will be my summer...finally get a job, finally pick up the 1-7-10, finally set a wedding date...yeah, sounds like a plan. LOL