Tuesday, February 6, 2007
There’s nothing quite like the sound of a sixteen-pound bowling ball crashing down on a hardwood lane a few inches from your camera. Your first instinct is to flinch and pull back but with all those bowlers watching to see if you really will get hit you just stand there in your socks straddling the gutter and hope for the best.
I think it is so much safer to shoot raging grass fires. I don’t have to worry about gutters balls there either.