I tagged along as my son helped celebrate the birthday of a really good friend. Five 9 year olds and large, round, manually operated projectiles, it was great fun. Well, for the ones who were winning it was fun. The ones who were losing were not so thrilled. Of course the drama shifted from player to player with each frame. There was a time or two that those of us seated in the peanut gallery felt the need to duck incase balls went flying in the wrong direction. Not because they were thrown that way but because the zeal that they were being tossed down the alley was causing a few strays to look like they were going to leave the hand on the up swing instead of the down. DUCK!
I couldn’t decide, do the balls look like large jawbreakers or very small, strange planets? Strange planets with large, deep craters located in very uniform patterns. Whichever, I liked how they looked in the viewfinder. June 23rd
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