The Blackout on Lane 23

I was a little shaken up after my camping trip, I was glad to get back to my mundane

life. Nothing like a normal shift at work to take my mind off of it.

I work as a mechanic at a bowling alley in the city. Those machines that magically clear

and reset the pins between rolls? I work on them. I fix them when they misbehave.

They are treacherous and require a maximum amount of respect. There's classes and certifications

to ensure safety, but I digress. It had been a busy shift. I was covering one

of our bigger leagues which occupy about 24 of our 36 lanes. Some calls are simple like a ball return.

Others like a black out, require climbing up onto and in the machine.