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1214 days ago
What game can you enjoy a plush environment with green grass as far as an eye can see. A game that is so difficult there are only 120 successful professionals. A game in which a score is based on the fewest attempts, not the most points. A game that a referee is just not necessary for all penalties are called by each player. This is the game of golf. To me there is nothing more exhilarating then showing up at the golf course first thing in the morning. The plush grass still wet from the night dew, the crows still cowling in the back ground, and the smell of a bloody Mary, when taking the first sip of an eye opener. The anticipation is riser as the course pro starts calling off tee times and groups. "Next on the number one tee the smith foursome followed by the Jones foursome"... We have awhile before we tee off. It's relaxing, it's not like Monday morning traffic, when people are shouting and irritated they have to wait. It's a ...
1220 days ago
I've taken about a half year off to clear my head and come up with something good to write that will be ah-inspireing. Ok, not really just been lazy as hell. Summer time Blues: This summer has been unusual. My typical summer consist of playing golf at least twice a week while trying to get that handicap down in the single digits. right now it's around 12 because of my lack of play and practice. This summer has been filled with weekends of "haft to does". you know the things you have to do in lieu the actual doing whatever the hell you want. June started off rather nice, playing golf here and there and drinking a bit. July seems to have flown by. This past weekend, in my opinion, was the highlight of the summer thus far. I rented a very nice, very spacious cabin in Brown County Indiana. BFE for those you don't know where it is. Marcie and I brought some of our closets friends. We got there on Friday mid-afternoon and started drinking almost ...
1366 days ago
Ok, as you all know by now (“all” as in all three of you who read by blog) I don’t write much, mostly because I don’t sit still long enough to put a couple of thoughts on paper. As all (3 of you) know by now I got engaged over the weekend. I am very surprised by the reactions of many of my college friends. Two of them simply said, “nice work”. Another said “amazing move you won’t be disappointed, it only gets better from here”. Only one of them, who is single, said “Are you f’n shitting me?” which was quickly followed by a congratulations. So as the cliché says: your wedding night is the last day of your life. I picture my wedding night as the first day to a life I have only dreamt about. Living together is amazing, and being married will I’m sure trump that. Yeah, Yeah, the proposal was good, I know ;)… But you see the reason why is so that I had to give Marcie that amazing story to tell to her friends. None of you really know me, but a lot of you seem ...
1388 days ago
Ok, so Hallmark and corportate America invents this "holiday" that forces men of all ages to resort to purchasing something for the woman they are with, or women in some cases. The normal/standard gifts are flower, candy, teddy bears, etc. The extraordinary gifts are jewelry, romantic getaways, and purhaps some lingerie, which can be a little persumptous that we plan on getting some that night and/or morning. Corporate America makes a fortune on this "made up" holiday. A fortune that is made from the heard of men you follow this tradition. The goal is to outdue the next guy, or just outdue youself from the last year, or purhaps to just do enought to not get in trouble by your lady or ladies for some of you. My thoughts: why does there have to be a designated day. some of us give our lady gifts randomly, or take them out to dinner randomly...these are called dates. Why must there be a day that requires this to happen. What happens is this: every ...
1398 days ago
One of the biggest games of my football watching career is this weekend. I am lucky enough to have my favorite team playing in the super bowl. This is the first time this has ever happened to me. It reminds me of when I played in the state championship game in the Hoosier Dome. But I am not excited...... I am not excited because there is a lot going on in my life right now. Marcie's Grandma isn't doing well at all, her Mom has overcame adversity time after time, each day something happens that pushes her to the edge. Last night is was an eager county Sherriff pulling her over for no particular reason, and searching her car for drugs because she acted nervous....yada, yada, yada... bottom line; he was showing his authority and being an Ass. When did harass enter the paraphrase protect and serve. F' him. All this going on while she is watching her mother struggle each day in the hospital. That could be enough to send anyway packing, besides the fact she ...
