I played golf for the first time this season last Monday at Rum River Hills. It seemed like an eternity since my last round in October 2010. You always wonder what your game will look like after a long delay, and I had no idea if I remembered how to hit the ball.
The course was not busy, and it seemed like we rented the entire place for the day, which was great, and the fairways and greens looked good after a long mean winter.
My best shot of the day was a full rip 3 wood from 270 out over water to a small green. It was a bit short, but just a 30ft chip and a putt left for my birdie. After this hole I felt like I was unstoppable, but of course had a few bumps and bogeys left to be had.
After the round I counted 28 photos in my camera phone memory stick .. these are a few of the best shots.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
They say you can only eat what is on your plate, and I did not want to make anything at home. That makes my plate empty in a big way. I decided to take a trip down Main Street to Hollydale's world famous Pat's Diner.
They have a terrific special on Wednesday ... a free salad ( with diner card ) and a mystery meat dinner for 4.99 What is a mystery meats plate? Well, you get whatever is fresh off the grill at the time you order. That is the part I love, because you sit there wondering what could be on the way until it arrives at the table. My grub ended up to be two chunks of meatloaf, with some extra brown gravy poured over the top and a pork chop. Pork chops and applesauce ... "who said that"!??
My waitress Laurie was a bit drunk and smoking lots of cigarettes, which sounds offensive at first, but she had a sweet romantic kind of attitude and was calling me "babe" a lot. I started calling her "pork chop". After my mystery meats plate, I had some pie and coffee. That was when the shit hit the fan.
Say, can someone tell me what the heck happened to the Blogger WYSIWYG editor? Every time I write code in the html tab, then look at the layout in "compose", all my text and code is smashed up together. DAMMIT!
At least I had some great chow, thanks to Pat
Carol (to Mike): "Guess who's coming to dinner?"
Mike: "A psychiatrist, I hope."
Carol (as Peter walks in): "I think it's Humphrey Bogart."
Peter tells Mike: "We're having 'porkchopsh and appleshaush."
Mike: "There's only one Humphrey Bogart. Doubt there'll ever be another one."
Saturday, April 09, 2011
this blog post contains zero html hyper language (sorry google bot)
ok, i added a picture that is not mine, so the no html thing was a lie, or at least it is a lie in the near foooooture. someone might leave mean comments about the picture, because it is not mine, but that will be ok
i thought this wheaties fuel cereal would be good, but it sucks, do not buy it, because it sucks!
yes, i took a nap, and now i am up late, and yes I work tomarrah, yes, i like to misspell tomorrow now my cat is watching me, seems very interested in paw typing
in the news, a budget deal was struck in washington to trim .00001 percent of the deficit, boy they really do know what they are doing after all !
do i look like a turtle ??
my new vest is in the vestibule