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I recently got in touch with an old friend on Facebook. He sent me this picture from when I was backpacking through Europe in 1985 with a couple of my high school buddies. This was taken in Amsterdam. I’m the fuzzy headed dude on the right. No gray hair. Priceless.
I have a few months to learn to play golf. What this best way to get this party started? Any suggestions? Referrals to teachers? Strategies? Anything would be helpful to get me started on the right foot. Do I need my own sticks? er, clubs? Can I rent them? Do I need plaid pants and a yellow shirt? A stick bag with a stereo and a wetbar in it? I’m a complete newbie here and come to you plaid golf hat in hand. I love the movie Caddyshack. Does that help?
Lol, Ted Knight was so awesome in this movie. “The man’s a menace!!” Classic.
Totally doable!
I only started in January. (not that I’m very good at all, but at least I have fun!)
I’d suggest taking lessons (although I haven’t), or start by going to a driving range with a friend or two to give you advice. I’m sure you can rope Jud, Andy or Dick into helping out!
@Trina - we’ll have to hit the course once we learn to play. Bunny already knows how, but we’d like try to take some lessons together anyway. I think lessons are important, otherwise you can teach yourself bad habits.
This is kinda old news, but when you see the list of stores here its a big damn list. Only one store near me is closing - the one in Willow Glen. I bet that if the locations were graphed, the concentration of closures is probably denser in parts of the country that are more affected by the recent economic challenges. People just can’t pay the high price for a cup of joe when a gallon of gas is twice as much!
I do buy a cappuccino every day. But I’ve switched to Peet’s Coffee. They just make a better drink. Starbucks use those big automated machines, and it’s just not as good. Each espresso is hand made at Peets. Interestingly, this has completely changed my morning route to work. I actually drive a couple miles out of my way to get my coffee. I do think that Starbuck’s has better food though - those breakfast sandwiches they have rock. Especially the Sausage and Egg.
Note also that the only Starbucks near me that is closing, the one in Willow Glen, is a few doors down from a Peets. I know which I’d choose.
I should have tried out Peets while I was out in in SF. I’m about ready for a change.
And that store closing list was pretty mind blowing. Luckily, I only had 3 in my state (KS) to look at. I bounced over to Cali and had a few flicks of the mouse wheel. O_o
My truck was on fumes today. Filled it up. Took two tries because the pump shuts off when you hit $75.00. Now I accept I’ll being paying more at the pump because of what I’ve chosen to drive. But, sheesh, this is getting a tad ridiculous. I’m aware that at some point I may be looking back on this as having it good. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.
Oh, and my truck takes regular. In case you were wondering. Which you probably weren’t.
I wish it was still this low.
Nice. Check out the article here. I’m also partial to velcro.
Here’s how to wrap a cable up (if you don’t have velcro 
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I was down for the count for the last few days with some sort of mild virus. Symptoms included inability to stop watching Law and Order reruns. Twelve hour stunt sleeping. The scrambled egg whine (as in “please make me some…”). Power shots of cherry NyQuil. Delusion that a huge blue terry cloth robe and Sorel snow boots was acceptable “outside” attire appropriate for walking the dogs. In the front yard. Sorry. No pictures. Actually, be thankful.
The good news (for me anyway) is that all is well now and I’ve apologized to my neighbors and the kids that walk home from school in front of our house. They accepted my apology. At least that’s how I’m choosing to interpret the rock throwing, picket lines, and subpoenas
Today we celebrated by getting massages at the Spa at the Ritz Carlton in Half Moon Bay. (Yes. I am heterosexual. Thanks for asking, Mr Limbaugh.)
Below is a shot of something you don’t see everyday. This was taken in the Valet parking area just in front of the Ritz Carlton. Wow. Wow. Wow.
I believe these were two Ferrari 430s and one Ferrari 360 (the closest one). I know for sure the middle one was a 430 because it said so on the mirrors. I think the red one was too, but I’m not sure. The front is significantly longer than the middle one if you look closely so I wasn’t sure. Gulp. Sorry about the fugly SUV polluting the back of the shot. I would have fricking paid for the guys valet parking to get it moved out of the frame, though the folks that drove the Ferraris came out in a shiny herd and paddle shifted away into the afternoon right after I took this, leaving me slack jawed and drooling in the tan bark under the rose bushes. I don’t know if you’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing a Ferrari zip up through the gears. Holy. God. Pray that someday you do. Just pray. Mozart ain’t got nothin’ on Enzo Ferrari. That’s all I have to say.
After that we went and watched the sunset and I practiced taking landscape and seascape photography. I really like this shot. I shot this hand held, crouching on a rock, praying that my camera would be steady enough. I really need a tripod. A carbon fiber Gitzo is the next item on my Photography wish list. I *really* was wishing for this today at the beach as the light was fading…
We met a seal on the beach. He was sleeping. We were hoping he wasn’t sick. We kept barking at him and he would look at us, yawn, and then go back to sleep. He actually doesn’t look that healthy to me, so I hope he was okay.
Anyway, Bunny and I had a nice day. Though we spent like eighty bucks on lunch in the bar at the Ritz. Lets just say the view was nice and not talk about the food’s worthiness. I had to send back my burger. Yes. Burger. BURGER. Sent. Back. D’oh. Kinda ruins the joy of the moment.
So no more cherry NyQuil tonight, I seem to be okay now. So we now resume our regularly scheduled programming - Shung-Shung!!
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Wow,
You, Dave H., Mark V. and Chris V.
Who sent the pic?
Any pics of the old Suburban and the band trip down South?