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Every Monday, me and a bunch of other Brooklyn degenerates congregate at The Gutter in Williamsburg to destroy some pins and drain some longnecks. I've been bowling at the Gutter for eight years now and most seasons we lost miserably, but now we're sort of good. Joining the league was a great way to meet people and I always look forward to league night, especially during tough or lonely periods. Plus, just about everyone is charmed when you tell them you're in a league.
I look like I work for IBM in the 90s in this pic but here I am with my high score (181).
Jan 22, 2024
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I experienced this last night and let me tell ya! Two beers in and I was throwin those things 15 mph getting strike after strike showin up those old farts at the bowling alley. this is my new hobby
Feb 9, 2024
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Bowling is IN for 2023. Mad many movies from 1970 - 1990 seem to include a scene with some cool characters sharing a pitcher of ice cold beer, ripping cigs inside, and occasionally throwing a ball down the lane. Unfortunately most bowling alleys these days are drenched in neon and insist on serving me an entire meal while I play. I yearn for the simple days of charming, warmly lit, no bullshit, bowling alleys being embedded in American Culture. Don’t even get me started on String Setters…
Jan 5, 2023
I’ve been getting pretty decent at it but will always tell people i’m not so no one expects anything out of me
Feb 2, 2025
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Jan 24, 2024
There is something ugly and small about winter that I like. Perhaps because I was born into it. And there’s a stillness too. I feel it most when I’m back home in Nebraska leaving the bar at 2 a.m., warmed by old friends and tiny drinks. I walk to the car, snow crunching underfoot and, as soon as I’m alone, I stop. I stop and listen. I love that moment of quiet, blue desolation.Â
I do not handle the cold well. I am quick to shiver and my long johns don’t come off once they go on. So these moments of serenity are strange and precious. Something deep inside me quietly overpowers the elements and I feel some kind of inner peace. For this reason, I once made an igloo in our backyard and then laid inside for hours trying to fall asleep inside that feeling.Â
Winter birthdays are a challenge. What is there to do? This year I decided to lean in and seek snow since that’s become something of a novelty in New York. $500 and 120 miles later I had my squall. When I returned to the city for my actual birthday, it finally snowed, marking New York's first significant snowfall in 701 days. It was the perfect gift.
Jan 24, 2024
Between New York's brutal cold front and battling the flu, I've barely left my apartment this month. So I decided to get dressed up on Saturday even though we stayed in to make chili and play Scrabble. C gifted me a nice sweater (Oscar de la Renta!) for my 31st that I wanted to sport with some fancy pants I thrifted in Omaha a couple months back (I've been into dressy slacks lately and, overall, have been trying to class it up a couple notches).
I play dress up all the time with C, trying on new fits and unexpected combos from our overflowing dressers/closets. I own more pants than I've ever owned (maybe 15) so the permutations are truly endless.
Jan 22, 2024