(A Random Post)
I want to go Candlepin bowling. I discovered it five minutes ago, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it ever since. That is probably because I decided to immediately blog about it, which makes it difficult to stop thinking about it.
I don’t know why. I don’t even think it’ll be that fun. It actually sounds like the most frustrating activity of all time. And there is a large possibility that I won’t remember why I want to go Candlepin bowling once I wake up tomorrow…but with God as my witness, on this night of July 31st, 2006, I – Choking Yak – expressed an inexplicable and moderately deep desire to go Candlepin bowling.
Maybe it’s the prospect of getting to bowl three times per frame. There’s something very appealing about that notion.
By the way, if you’re reading this and looking for inside jokes or sexual innuendos, give up, because there’s none to find. I’m tired from a long day of work, and I want to go fucking Candlepin bowling.
I’m tired from a long day of work, and I want to go fucking Candlepin bowling.