After my rant yesterday, I decided to shape up my act. And really, that rant was mild. Monday night I scared my class when I ranted about haters (or asshats, as I unkindly called them). Last night I hated on abusive Catholic priests for a while, and made myself cry.
But no more! For the rest of the month, here on the blog: loving on the lovers. You may want to tune out if cheerfulness is not your thang.
Today’s love situation: Bernice Ellis (91 years of coolness, BTW), local bowling wizard, who’s been bowling since 1939 and rolled a 187 at ONE of her leagues last week. And she’s blind. Her teammates have to tell her what pins she’s hit. Full story here.
I couldn’t roll a 187 with gutter bumpers, so Bernice, you have my utmost admiration.
Tune in soon for another appreciation moment! It’s cheese wiener, I know. But I like it. And I don’t feel angry.