Monday, August 10, 2009

Donor loses five bucks, finds blind bunny!




Well hello again, it's the end of another weekend, and I just clued in, I havent wrote last weeks blog yet! Have been busy, decided to sell the weasle moblie, still runs well, but things are starting to fall apart, and I don't want to spend any more money on it. My Mom has offered me the use of one of her extra vehices, so after the rabbit is gone, I'll likely take a quick trip to Alberta to up grade to a fully functional ride! She said I could just have it, but if I think I'm giving it back, then I might keep it nicer. I think she just wants it gone, But I'm looking forward to a quick visit,(her fridge is sooo full...well there is no room for a mostly empty Mcdonalds bag any ways,) so that will be nice, little vacation for me,(and maybe a sandwitch!)and red neck lawn art removal for her.(not that shes a red neck, but spare car in the frount yard, ie lawn art, me taken it away, red neck removal, free sandwitch, ie. yummy!) So have been spending the last couple of days cleaning up the rabbit, and rehooking up wiring, you know little stuff, that you know you'll never miss, so just disconect, but maybe someone else might think, "hummm...why dosent that work, it works on my car, what else is broken?" so I fix. And I clean,(a little, I could clean that car for a day, and most people would still think I should start, besides if its too clean, they'll think I'm hiding somthing!) It remindes me of a cave dig, or somthing, each layer was another year of my life. I found a energy drink can, that they don't even make any more, and golf score cards from 3 years ago, but still I should have gotten on this before now.

Last weekend I went golfing with my freind Chris to Delta golf course, it's the first time I've been back since the blinded bunny incident,(and the first time I'd played a bigger course since then aswell,) so was full of excitement, and wonderment,(like I wonder if the little blind bunny still alive, I imagined him trying to escape the eagals, but only been able to run left, cause he's half blind, remember? then the eagals, circleling endlessly, getting dizzier and dizzier, trying to get a bead on him, till they puke thier field mouse lunch all over, so I was looking for strange round wore out spots, with half digested mice pieces in them, whats the plural of mice, mices?mise?mises??hey mister how much for your mises?) Saw the rabbit in the banner, right about the same spot I blinded the other, but could not get close enough to see it's eyes, so thought I may never know. The shot on the left is the tee area of hole #5, between the white, and blue tees.(blues are farther back then the whites.) I guess I played alright, but I could sure tell I hadn't been on a bigger course in a long time, I've gotten too used to the pich-n-putt tee matts, small greens, and no/very short 2nd shots. For as cheap as Delta is at supertwilight, I really should make the trip more often, if only my car wasn't falling apart...oh yeah...he he he.
This next shot is the same hole, but shows more hole, less flowers. Right about center, so small you can't even see it from here, is the green, elevated, with swamp on the right, a creek on the left, and trees all along the fair(unfair)way! This is the longest par 4 on the course.(the ladies get to play this hole as a par 5, it's cheaper for the course to do it this way, instead of putting in another tee box, but its strange for scoring.) To me, Delta is one of my favorite mid sized courses, in the summer it's dry, pretty, and dosen't smell like the swamp it is!(really it's a bog, not a swamp, so there!) I had my chances at par, the only two 3 putts I had, were on the only two hole I had a green in regulation.(a green in regulation, is when you get on the green with 2 putts left for par, so on a par 3, if you get on in one, you hit a green in regulation, or G.I.R. I also had a 4 putt, but lets just keep that between us, O.K.?) So at the in between of green #14 and the tee box of hole #15, beneath the trees, and behind a safty net, I fianally spotted a bunny with a shinny left eye, old half blind bunny was alive! Smarty hidden behind the net, safe from the dizzy eagles, he has thrived!(or at leased survived!) So enbouyed by this uplifting news, I thought forsure I could get a par, but even though I did hit severel wonderful shots, alas the par eluded me. Chris got his par, so I became what is known as the donor, with no cards, I lost. But I won the game, no one cares. Kind of looks like I caught the bunny with a net, no peta, I have not enough survival skills, or talent/coordenation to catch even one of these semi tame course bunnys, and what the hell would I do with it? On to the bachelor tip for the week, only one this week.


Tip: Smuggling stuff, or the art of making something look like some thing else. The most important part of making somthing look like something else, is to make sure you know what it really is! Take this nice piece of cake for example, its soap, I got it from Allie the soap maker, now I don't know of any reason for smuggling soap as cake, but now I know who to talk to if it ever comes up.(I'm getting mixed messages here, first the very good smelling soap, witch I wasn't supposed to eat, now this good smelling and good looking cake of soap, witch, I'm not supposed to eat! Now if I was like Homer, ummmm, sented soap...) This reminds me of a time when I was 16, and my Mom lent me her car,(I sence a theme here somewhere,)to go to a hockey tournement, about a hour away. So I desided to smuggle a bottle of Jack Daniels along for the trip. In my mind the best way to do this was a big bottle of shampoo. It was 750ml. the J.D. was 750ml. So, after empting, and cleaning the shampoo bottle, I dumped in the Jack, and popped on the squirter cap. Off we go, after checking in to the hotel, I thought it was time we all had a drink, so instead of taking off the top, I squirted a frothy, sudzy, brown soapy goo, in to the cups. I had washed out the bottle, probably good enough, but not the lid, so it was all soapy. I'd like to say we through it out...but we drank it all, and if I remember,(gee, wonder why I can't remember,)we lost all of our games, let the team down, etc. etc. Must be a message in there somewhere,(or else I'm just babbling) ummm, don't eat the soap? umm, clean your smuggling lids? um, don't write last weeks blog, this week at 3 am on a work night? Bingo! Latter, SleepyKev.









2 comments:

  1. Who would think to look for JD in a shampoo bottle? And it would smell more like shampoo than JD too. Your pics are terrific.

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  2. Hey Mom, thanks for the comment, the bunny in the top banner shot, was all the way across a wide fairway, could hardly see it in the shot, so I figgerd out how to enlarge, and crop. Fun! The JD smuggling was so pointless, its not like we were frisked for a highschool hockey trip.

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