Just today I went bowling. Not a big deal for most, but I don't think I've been bowling in more than twenty years.

I think I'm having a second childhood. Or is it my third. Actually, it could even be my fourth. You'd think having another childhood would help memories too.

Oh well, at least I gave the other guys I was bowling with reason to feel good about their games. Actually, though, I didn't think two of the games were too bad. A 145 and 155 respectively.

We won't talk about the other except to say it was more than 100 but 35 pins less than one of those two.