mark it 8, dude.
[click for full picture] I managed to bowl 16 points above my average (sans bumpers), including a very accidental spare, in which the ball just went flying out of my hand (ok, ok, the spare was on the lane with the bumpers). I also beat Jane's average, thus giving me an advantage in blogging bowling bragging rights. Our day was cut short when my nephew became a victim of that oft-told but seldom seen bowling calamity - his hand was in the way when a ball came shooting out of the return thing, slamming his tiny little finger between two bowling balls. Ouch.
So now I can add bowling to my list of things I do for recreation, like driving around and acid flashbacks.
And now I'll stop with the Big Lebowski quotes.