Bowling pin-head

I thought fishing was the worst thing but now it seems that fishing has some competition of how bad of a conversation it can be. Bowling! Tonight I was on a date with a man that eats, sleeps, lives, and talks non-stop about bowling. Guys, please, get a life! He is on two leagues, not just one, that wouldn't be enough, he is on two, twice a week. He showed me his bowling ring that he keeps shinny with heroic pride. A ring for bowling? I thought the basketball and football rings were dumb but a ring for bowling?! Funny how men are never so excited to show off their wedding rings! He told me the ring is to show that he had a perfect game, knocked down all the pins. I should have told him to spare me the details. You get it spare. lol

Oh, and he has this little Clark Gable mustache and the haircut to match. I bet Clark Gable never bowled or fished. Tonight was a piece, he goes bowling, fishing, and camping, everything I try to avoid. The way he was talking and carrying on I thought he was a few balls short of a bowling game. He told me all about his very own ball, shoes, and matching bag. Sounds gay to me.

He told me he goes to Nevada every year for vacation. Finally, something other than bowling. "Really, that's cool. Do you have friends or family that you visit there every year?" I asked him. He looked at me stunned and said, "NO. There is a big bowling tournament there every year." Oh, stupid me, what the hell was I thinking?!

Another thing that was really annoying, as if I need more. He would constantly respond to comments with the same thing, "Yeah right.", "Yeah right.", "Yeah right.", "Yeah right.", "Yeah right.", "Yeah right.". Like a broken record. Occasionally he would throw in a "Yup." Seriously, do people really talk like that? "Yup." "Yeah right."

Isn't it funny how men talk about women but every sport is always for some fashion accessory. Superbowl, they try all season to go to Superbowl, and what is their reward, a ring. Wrestling, men beat and tie each other in knots for a belt. And don't even get me started on boxing, how gay is that? Two men oiled up wearing silk shorts, gloves, and fighting over a belt! What are they fighting in, a ring and they have to have their embroidered robes with their names on. And I thought women in malls were rough. Good thing there are no sales in sporting games, it would end up in war.

There is an arm brace on my right arm because I sprained it. He asks, "What happened to your arm?" I said, "I sprained it power lifting." In amazement he repeated, "Power lifting, really?" Then I replied, "No, but it is a better story than saying I fell off a bar stool when I was out with my friends on Sunday."

Back to short stop. We met at a pub for dinner and drinks. The pub serves basic pub food, burgers, pizza, that sort of thing. The food was okay, nothing to write home about. Yeah, I called the guy 'short stop' because he was so much shorter than me. I am only 5'8", I towered over him as if I was six foot. He was said he was 5'5" but like all men, they brag more about the few inches they don't have then to tell you about the disappointing ones they do have.