Had a team morale event yesterday at a local bowling alley which was, against all the laws of the known universe and at least three PBA regulations, smoke-free. That's right, you can now strut in your best polyester all night without stinking like an ashtray when you get home. Are you listening, Tulalip?
I'm writing this, however, from a standing position-- my back thrown completely out of whack by a less-than-elegant release of a 14 lb bowling ball. Kind of a cosmic Nelson Muntzism.
Posted by Peter at January 14, 2004 6:11 PM