March 1, 2013

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    damn!  I try and be real quiet so as not to wake the antique dog who was sleeping in one of her big pillow beds next to the computer desk.  I sit down and try and remember the past weeks events, when WHAM!  SNEEZE ATTACK FROM HELL, startling the dog, and the rest of the neighbors within a 20 mile radiuswhatevah.  couple of things happened of note; first, I busted my shrimpy bat-mobile from the depths of the snow banks (I wondered where I parked that thing?) and drove it to work for the first time in months.  it's awesome to drive the dune buggy again!  man, I missed it!  MP3 player blaring some Adrian Belew while I jam thru the gears on the now dry-ish pavement.  I'm so sick of snow, and it really wasn't even a bad winter until late in the season...still, it can go away now.  it's March 1st, so maybe a couple 3 more weeks...

    and secondly, I'm so addicted to Tiger Woods '13, that I decide it would be fun to actually golf this year.  the minute I tell Brian this, he evacuates the snow board and softball caddy from the man cave living room and wheels in his set of beat up Callaways.  he suggests I pick up a starter set, then finds one online for $139.  he makes the argument; you may as well own your own clubs, it costs about $30 to rent a set each time ya play.  you golf 4 times with your own and they pay for themselves, and if, by chance you don't get into it by then, you can always sell them.  ok.  sounds reasonable  he steers me to his favorite discount golf website and shows me a couple options.  I buy a 12 pc Xterra set.  yeah, it's a no name Chinese brand, but they'll do for my beginners hack job.

    'squab wanted to show his caddy skills by jumping in the picture commencing to throw the bag over his shoulderlaughing

     

     

    it's funny too, because I ordered some more doggy potty pads (Rosies' gettin' a bit more incontinent in her geriatric days) online about a week ago, and haven't heard a damn thing about 'em.  I then order this golf club set (free shipping and all) and WHAM! they're on my porch by the next day!  I'm guessin' they didn't want me to change my mindsilly.  I'm excited about seeing how many of these clubs I can bend in half before next fallwhatevah.

    the stalag is still playing mind games with us, I'd go over all of it, but I'm trying to purge bad memories of work, due to it now being the weekend, and all. I gotta hit the shower, buy me some craft brew, and let the weekend unfurl...

     

     

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