Billiards and Pins

The clouds take over the day, the sun begins to disappear into the horizon.  Sweet home Alabama plays in the background and pool table room begin to fill. I begin to focus my attention towards the group of people at the pool table because here I’ve noticed that the majority of people playing pool, I presume, are family.

 Loudness from all corners such as a hit of stick striking the billiards to the sound of the pins being separated by the bowling balls and to the immense number of people having conversations.  There is an older Asian couple with what I presume to be their son. Both mother and son are dressed as if they just got out of work, denim jeans and denim jacket.  I presume that the family must have some kind of business that they work together and they meet up here to escape the weather, but enjoy their company of the weekend. I notice that this family plays a little different than everyone else here in such that Mother son and father are playing one game all together unlike the other families that are only two people per game.

I notice that the groups of people towards the back of the room tend to bring alcohol and other commodities for others in their group, with this in mind I presume that these groups are not family but friends.  There is a bombox to the front left corner of the room which every 30 minutes someone from each group has selected music to play which for the most part everyone was enjoying. The bombox was loaded with all genres of music from Mexican to country, rock to rap, and dance to very mellow tone.

Entering the room seems to be brother and sister from the Asian family playing to my right. Both dressed in the same attire as the mother and son, denim jeans and jacket.  I noticed that the entire time the Asian family was speaking their native language which I found quiet interesting because they were well adjusted to the American culture here.

The sky no longer at its shine, lines begins to form for people bowling.  There is a couple that has arrived on what seems to be their anniversary both dressed elegant but a bit causal.  As the pool games continue their flow, I noticed that when their gallon of beer has been consumed they proceed to start bowling.

As I make my way around the bowling area there is a mixture of younger generation people to older more seasoned bowlers who take the game a bit more serious than a couple of college students getting together drinking a couple of brews and enjoying the conversation rather than the actual bowling game itself. As I made my observation at the pool table area of more family member rather than friends I noticed that at the bowling area they’re more family member but not on a ratio to friends.