Work is still something that I have to do on a regular basis. The overall plan was to be comfortably retired by now, living off of my lottery winnings and trying to figure out how to spend my days. Instead I have to spend hours and hours each and every week going to Galena Ridge and taking money from happy people and sending them off to play golf. Sometimes I even have to go out there myself and play golf. I did that just this morning. What torture it is. The work is so difficult that a week ago I had to take a vacation just to collect my thoughts and learn to breathe easy again. Of course I went to P-Town to visit my old friend and Co-founder of the H7HT, Fred G. This may come as a shock to you but to relive my stress we decided to......wait for it...... play golf.
Before I regale you with stories of chipping in from 20 yards out, Chucker playing with one shoe on and half a sock, and almost getting scammed by a couple of newlyweds from California I have to tell you about the end of an era. Lisa has been sold. Now keep in mind that Fred and I do our best thinking in the later hours of the afternoon so it's no surprise that we hatched a plan to upgrade his recreational vehicle then. It has become painfully obvious that Lisa gets no love living in the city. Her gas mileage alone is enough to keep her locked in the yard rather than running wild in the woods. The sheer amount of mold baked into her paint job was enough to tell me that she hadn't been run in quite some time. After a thorough bath and spa treatment I listed her for sale and soon after some lucky mallaca drove off into the sunset with her. Hope he doesn't need headlights on the way home. I have enclosed my last ever picture with her as a happy reminder of all the good times we had. If you notice, I'm wearing the Blue Jacket, more on that later.
Keeping to my schedule of mental therapy and vacation like activities we played golf everyday for most of a week. We were joined by the aforementioned Chucker Styles and he proved once again that his particular style of fashion and golf scoring are not to be missed on any vacation. He even got us into the 'Chucker Invitational' at a nice high dollar country club. I'm fairly sure I saw Judge Schmales on the driving range. We played a couple of old haunts and finished with a course Fred assured me I had played twice in the past even though I have no recollection of the layout. Apparently we used to drink beer at this course. Hmmm.
I thought that to further relieve my stress we should go and see the new Star Trek movie in 3D. Big mistake. The movie was horrible but seeing old friend of the H7HT Clayton and older friend Jeremy was a nice touch. Clayton didn't even bring his assault weapon into the theater, which was probably for the best. That movie should not be seen by anyone, especially someone who likes Star Trek.
Fred G feeling small |
Sidenotes:
Apparently Pablo Escobar hijacked the header picture for the summer. I have replaced it.
Let's request updates on the replacement for Lisa, you're going to love what he has in mind. come on Fred, share.
I have entered the Banded sweepstakes to get a new F150 and a duck boat. I need a duck boat! enter too here at www.the-greatst-outdoor-giveaway-ever.com If you win you can take me for a ride in your new boat and watch me freak out.
GBCH