This photo explains my feelings about the notion of getting out of bed today.
I'm never drinking again.
This is a classic statement. I hadn't been out in awhile until last night. I'm terrific at bowling. At least I came in third out of five... the first game. The second game I recall looking at the scoreboard and thinking I had 90 points by frame three. I think what I really had was 9 pins in frame three. Then I dropped the ball. Literally. It started rolling backwards.
