I am leaving the office in a few minutes, heading for Menifee, and then onto Hemet, where I will be taken to dinner by Filipinos (who speak excellent English). I will spend the night there and then in the morning the male Filipino and I will head for the Sycuan Resort, where we, along with six others --two foursomes-- will spend three days golfing our large butts off during the day and relaxing at the casino in the evening. It will come as no surprise to my regular readers that I will not spend even one nickel gambling.
We will have a 72 hole individual tournament, and then a final two-team scrabble. Moderate amounts of money will change hands. Of the eight contestants, six will needlessly tire themselves out gambling into the wee hours. The other adventurer and I will go back to the motel very early and ignore any homo-erotic fantasies that might occur to us. Well, I will...
So content yourselves until my return... talk among yourselves. And know that if nothing exciting happens, I will certainly make something up when I report on the outing.
Hey, people, let's be careful out there...
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I wish you all the best - birdies, eagles, falcons, and any other avian terms that also mean "a good golf shot."
when you return, can you enlighten us on EdwBear. someone said he has passed away? is that true?
Have fun, Bertsky...and return with lots of great stories!
Hit 'em straight!
: ) Grammiekins
I have been on a golf course exactly three times in my life, and once I was there only because the cops chased me that direction. (Note - there really aren't any good hiding spots on golf courses, what with the short grass and all.) The other two times I had been drinking heavily.
Chris - stand near a hole and let your hair fool them into thinking you're a flag or a pin or whatever they're called.
My golf humor could use some work, like some basic knowledge of golf terms.
Chris - Were you caught in the sand trap?
Next time, if you can hold your breath for a real long time, find a lake and submerse yourself with the alligators, carp or golf balls that Bert and I have hit in there.
My husband is a golfer. I often suggest he take me golfing with him. You should see how that man can laugh.
Bon voyage, Bert...hope you had a grand old time
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