One of the Last Remaining Capital Region Bowling Alleys Closing
I remember so many nights hanging out at the bowling lanes with my friends, trying to hit a strike. It looked more like me two-handedly rolling the ball between my legs towards a set of pins, but every once in awhile I hit a strike. In college it was 'cosmic bowling,' and my friends and I would go late-night to the lanes, with a few beers in us, and compete in the darkness under neon lights to s