Fuck it Dude, let’s go bowling.
I’m refusing to think or talk about the Patriots for the time being. It’s part of the first stage of tragic loss, Denial. Instead, I’m concentrating on bowling. I’m no bowler mind you, but I’ve tossed the ol’ball before. I’m actually thinking about wearing pajama bottoms just like “The Dude.” I’m not sure where we’re going but I know there’s going to be a throwdown. In one corner a 105lb luscious lane lounger, Laurie. In the other corner, the wiley and resourceful Mookie. I think the higher your score the better? I’ll need to remember how to keep score. While …