Now What The Hell Am I Supposed to do on Spring Break?

It is with a heavy heart and a gutter ball that I announce the moving of the International Bowling Hall of Fame and Museum from downtown St. Louis to Dallas. You may think this is just me being funny but I seriously am pissed about this. The Bowling Hall of Fame is a hallmark of this young blogger's life. I am not a big bowler person. My average is probably somewhere around -89 but I have been to the Bowling Hall of Fame probably around 30 times. I love that damn place. If you live in the St. Louis area get your ass down there before they close doors. It is there you will find a brief history of the sport, an overview of bowling's cultural significance, its role in politics and the shaping of our great nation, and of course the car shaped like a bowling pin. The Hall of Fame portion of the...um...Hall of Fame is nothing extraordinary, just plaques with faces, names, and career highlights of great bowlers past and present, but after being to Canton, Ohio, it ranks up there with the NFL Hall of Fame. After you have picked your jaw off the ground in the Hall of Fame head on down to the basement and roll a few frames. You can use modern equipment and lanes or turn back the clock and use the old timey lanes with duckbill pins and a pin monkey at the end to return your ball to you by hand. (Note: pin monkey is not an actual monkey but rather an employee that sits at the end of the lane and rolls your ball back to you.) Seriously get to the Bowling HOF and fast.

Oh, here is your video for today. Man they love their mayor in Detroit. I wouldn't be surprised if they rename the Ren Cen after him. The Kwame Towers. I can see it now.