…for 2012, at least. A few fun and interesting links on a day when it turned out to be too cloudy and cool to take the new clubs out for a spin:
In light of last week’s eagle stealing baby YouTube video that went viral before being revealed as a hoax, Hot Air’s Mary Katharine Ham has nine scary bird attacks that really happened.
If it’s the end of the year it must be nearly time for The Great 3013 Burmese Python Hunt and Massacre in Florida. Glad I live in the safe confines of a concrete-walled subdivision in suburban Phoenix.
Good for New Orleans Saints coach Sean Payton and his new contract extension. I’m hardly the biggest footbal fan in the world, but I always thought that Payton (and the Saints, for that matter) were being unjustly punished for the “bounty hunt” scandal that enveloped the team at the end of 2011. It all seemed to me much ado about nothing, and not one of NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell’s finer moments.
Spring Training starts in a little over six weeks.
Man stuffs foot-long sub sandwich into his pants, movie theater is evacuated over possible gun threat. Yep, this is the kind of people we’ve turned into. Which is why I only go out to driving ranges, golf courses, supermarkets, the occasional Mexican restaurant, and the rabbit supply store.
Which reminds me: I like spicy food as much as anyone, but this is (as my brother Dave is wont to say, “batshit crazy”.
Sure his music is pretty good (he is, after all, prominently featured on one of my special back patio music mixes) and he’s a very entertaining author, but what I respect most about Jimmy Buffett is how he took a single hit song concept and, with more than a little creative and successful marketing, turned it into a cash cow.
Which reminds me, a trip to Margaritaville Las Vegas and Goodboys Vegas Weekend 2013 is just a little more than a month away. Can’t wait.
Now let’s see if today will be better for unleashing those Callaways…
It must be Arizona mentality as it certainly is not New England mentality to say it’s too cloudy and too cool to go golfing. Wouldn’t you say that’s kind of wimpy. Maybe the sun has gotten to you.
Comment by Don — December 30, 2012 @ 9:23 am
Hey, I was out there in 52 degree weather today, sans sun, smacking some poor helpless range balls courtesy of a set of Callaways unleashed and eager for a brawl. Sure it was tough, but someone had to do it. They weren’t doing anyone any good just sitting in the garage. Hit ’em damned good, too! 🙂
Comment by The Great White Shank — December 30, 2012 @ 8:05 pm