Bowling
Almost twenty cool cats and catettes showed up to bowl on Wednesday (I was all kinds of impressed by the turnout).We even needed to wrangle up a couple extra cars.
yeah bowling is great
If you drive in the opposite direction of Bryn Mawr (I think) for a while, you’ll find Wynnewood Lanes. It’s pretty weird because it looks a lot more like rural Pennsylvania than the rest of Ardmore/the mainline, even though it’s like only ten minutes away from Haverford.
Yani is all preparing for some bowlin' action
There were so many people that we took up I think at least 5 lanes. Most of the Haverford students (and the one ultra cool Mawrtyr) seemed to be doing pretty great at bowling. True to my word, I bowled a 37. Six consecutive gutters, baby.
action shot of ricardo kickin' ass via bowling
For souvenirs, I drew portraits of everybody who came on the trip, if they had been born as bowling pins instead of human beings. I found out that as pins, most people look the same. There’s probably a lesson to be learned here about racism or something.
sam: the bowling pin
We bowled a couple games and good times were had by all. Bowling alley food is pretty great, but I can’t remember if there were milkshakes or not. There was this one guy who was dressed in this brown suede jumpsuit type thing, and he was bopping and singing along to these soul songs that he was cueing up on the jukebox. He looked pretty fascinating. After the trip, I’m convinced that The Big Lebowski is actually probably the closest thing to an accurate portrayal of league play. Bowling alleys have a weird, vibe-y culture. A good one, yeah.
sam, harrell, and duncan get caught in a snow storm at wynnewood lanes
among friends is awesome, bowling is awesome, everybody who came is awesome.
josh confuses real life for facebook