Today is my Golden Birthday. 27 years old on the 27th of April. YIKES. Anyway you put a spin on it, it just doesn't sound good. I think the "G" is silent in Golden.
Happy Birthday, Me.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Friday, April 22, 2005
Early Present
Today, I bought myself an early birthday present. I was thinking of getting a Sony PSP (Portable PlayStation). But not until recently did my desire shift to another item. I've golfed several times in April, and convinced myself that I needed a new driver. Well, I just dropped a few Benjis on a Cobra 400SZ to complement my Cobra irons and putter. The only non-Cobra club in my bag now is my trusty 5-wood.
One of my co-workers said it best when I couldn't decide, "I would rather get the gift that gets me outdoors rather than something dealing with technology. We get enough of it at work."
Can't wait to try it out tomorrow morning. Going golfing with Samir at Northern Hills before the NFL Draft starts. Hopefully, birthday present number 2 comes when the Seahawks draft a Defensive End.
One of my co-workers said it best when I couldn't decide, "I would rather get the gift that gets me outdoors rather than something dealing with technology. We get enough of it at work."
Can't wait to try it out tomorrow morning. Going golfing with Samir at Northern Hills before the NFL Draft starts. Hopefully, birthday present number 2 comes when the Seahawks draft a Defensive End.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Taxes Complete
Once again I owe the goverment money. Oh well. I'm just glad to have my taxes done for this year. It's not like they are hard to do, but I just hate doing them, especially when you owe.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Golf Season Begins
Spring is officially here. I went golfing today with my buddy, Ryan, and his friend, Wes. Shot a 93 at Eastwood Golf Course in town, but I had to take two mulligans on the front nine because I took my eye off the ball both times. Not bad considering it was the first time I've picked up my clubs in months, and especially after hitting erratically at the driving range an hour before our tee time.
By the 6th hole all three of us were whining on how much we've already walked and how hot it was. Eastwood has a bunch of elevation changes so the 6205 yards of course plays more like 10,000 if you spray the ball all over the place. In fact, Ryan and Wes considered leaving after the 12th hole because it walked right pass our cars. Wusses. I couldn't leave on principle because I paid the green fees.
The funniest part of the round was at the Turn, Ryan went into the clubhouse to get a snack, so he brought in $1 in quarters hoping to buy a Snickers bar. Well, the Snickers bar cost $1.25. With a shocked reaction to the price, Ryan walked out of the clubhouse in disbelief. Well, he passed Wes and told him how much it cost. Then came back to his bag to get another quarter and told me the story. I laughed because I knew how hungry he was, and meanwhile I'm munching on a peanut butter & jelly sandwich (I always come prepared if I play 18 holes). After a failed attempt of flagging down the Cart girl, Ryan trudges back to the clubhouse with $1.25. And when he purchases the Snickers bar, the cashier says to him, "I would have loaned you the Quarter." Ryan says, "Oh, that's okay," while thinking, "Gee thanks a lot". Of course toss in a couple of expletives into that thought. Then walking out of the clubhouse, he passes Wes again, and Wes says in his Texas accents, "Dude, I didn't know you walked back to your bag to get a quarter, I would have loaned you the quarter. I thought you didn't want the Snickers after you said it cost $1.25." Oh man, I almost choked on my sandwich.
Almost.
By the 6th hole all three of us were whining on how much we've already walked and how hot it was. Eastwood has a bunch of elevation changes so the 6205 yards of course plays more like 10,000 if you spray the ball all over the place. In fact, Ryan and Wes considered leaving after the 12th hole because it walked right pass our cars. Wusses. I couldn't leave on principle because I paid the green fees.
The funniest part of the round was at the Turn, Ryan went into the clubhouse to get a snack, so he brought in $1 in quarters hoping to buy a Snickers bar. Well, the Snickers bar cost $1.25. With a shocked reaction to the price, Ryan walked out of the clubhouse in disbelief. Well, he passed Wes and told him how much it cost. Then came back to his bag to get another quarter and told me the story. I laughed because I knew how hungry he was, and meanwhile I'm munching on a peanut butter & jelly sandwich (I always come prepared if I play 18 holes). After a failed attempt of flagging down the Cart girl, Ryan trudges back to the clubhouse with $1.25. And when he purchases the Snickers bar, the cashier says to him, "I would have loaned you the Quarter." Ryan says, "Oh, that's okay," while thinking, "Gee thanks a lot". Of course toss in a couple of expletives into that thought. Then walking out of the clubhouse, he passes Wes again, and Wes says in his Texas accents, "Dude, I didn't know you walked back to your bag to get a quarter, I would have loaned you the quarter. I thought you didn't want the Snickers after you said it cost $1.25." Oh man, I almost choked on my sandwich.
Almost.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
GoSh(aved)
Moral of this story: never make a bet with yourself especially when others hear you.
Prior to the start of the NCAA Men's basketball tournament, on Selection Sunday my friend who goes by Gosh (a shortened version of his last name) was disappointed in the region and seeding the Michigan State Spartans were placed in. He thought they had absolutely no chance of making it to the Final Four because of the likelihood of playing Syracuse, Duke and Kentucky. So on Selection Sunday he said to everyone, "If State makes it to the Final Four, I will shave my head and put an 'S' into it." Then he proceeded to ask me, "Jason, you in with me? If Washington makes it to the Final Four, will you shave your head?" And there was no way I was going to make the same claim because Washington was given a Number 1 Seed. Are you crazy?
Well, when Michigan State pulled off the unlikely a weekend ago by earning a trip to the Final Four, and Gosh lived up to his word. Yesterday, I volunteered to shave his head. But the tricky part was shaping an 'S' with his remaining hair. I didn't completely shave his head bald because he would have to go to work on Monday, and still look respectable. However, I was having some difficulty shaping the 'S' because this was only the second time I've given anyone a haircut. So I asked my friend's wife to help me. I turn around for maybe 20 seconds, and the next thing I know there's this nice patch shaved into Gosh's head. Ooops. Her bad. I couldn't help laughing, but at the same time I felt really terrible.
That was a bad omen. Michigan State ended up losing to North Carolina in a poor shooting performance by the Spartans. Hair clippers = $30. Green and white hair gel = $15. One shaved head plus patch = $0. Michigan State losing = painful. One funny story = priceless.
Prior to the start of the NCAA Men's basketball tournament, on Selection Sunday my friend who goes by Gosh (a shortened version of his last name) was disappointed in the region and seeding the Michigan State Spartans were placed in. He thought they had absolutely no chance of making it to the Final Four because of the likelihood of playing Syracuse, Duke and Kentucky. So on Selection Sunday he said to everyone, "If State makes it to the Final Four, I will shave my head and put an 'S' into it." Then he proceeded to ask me, "Jason, you in with me? If Washington makes it to the Final Four, will you shave your head?" And there was no way I was going to make the same claim because Washington was given a Number 1 Seed. Are you crazy?
Well, when Michigan State pulled off the unlikely a weekend ago by earning a trip to the Final Four, and Gosh lived up to his word. Yesterday, I volunteered to shave his head. But the tricky part was shaping an 'S' with his remaining hair. I didn't completely shave his head bald because he would have to go to work on Monday, and still look respectable. However, I was having some difficulty shaping the 'S' because this was only the second time I've given anyone a haircut. So I asked my friend's wife to help me. I turn around for maybe 20 seconds, and the next thing I know there's this nice patch shaved into Gosh's head. Ooops. Her bad. I couldn't help laughing, but at the same time I felt really terrible.
That was a bad omen. Michigan State ended up losing to North Carolina in a poor shooting performance by the Spartans. Hair clippers = $30. Green and white hair gel = $15. One shaved head plus patch = $0. Michigan State losing = painful. One funny story = priceless.
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