Ping. My ball just bounced off some object that wasn’t even in it’s trajectory. +2. I’m stuck on this ONE tournament in Hot Shots Golf – Open Tee 2. I have been for weeks. And I can’t get over that. No matter who I use, no matter what the special rules are, no matter what course it is… I can’t win. And I won’t turn “Easy” mode on. I beat the first one without having to, and I’m not doing it with this one, either.
We’re still calling Weezer’s “Pork and Beans” “New Mix Variety”. This business confuses me sometimes.
Ting. Triple Bogey.
So last night I ruined another fun night by getting entirely too drunk. It’s to the point where I don’t even want to know what I did, what I said, how mean I was. I’m incredibly embarrassed. Also, I have a drinking problem. I really shouldn’t be drinking anymore. I think I’m going to take an extended break from that particular activity. Up to and including my trip to PAX, if that even happens.
On the good side, thanks to everyone who helped me celebrate my birthday. It was an amazing time, from what I remember. Also, mega thanks to Jackie, who has put up with an unfair amount of bullshit every time I drink like that. She’s one incredible human being, and I’m pretty much the luckiest guy ever.
Two shots in the rough, finished out the hole at +5.
D’you ever get in that odd state of mind where song lyrics sound so much deeper than they probably are? I’m in that mode right now. Joan Osborne’s “One of Us” is on right now, and it’s kind of a trip. Especially this line:
“If God had a face, what would it look like? And would you wanna see – if seeing meant that you would have to believe?“
That’s kind of loaded. I don’t know how I’d answer that second question. I dig it. My boss tells me that Joan Osborne makes lite jazz music now… might have to check that out.
Wow… we added Metro Station’s “Shake It”. That’s kind of a surprise. Now I know I’ll be sick of it in about 2-3 weeks. I keep seeing their video on MTV-U, and for some reason (based on a complete snap judgement) I think they look like douchebags. Like… the kind of people that probably introduce themselves by saying, “Hi, I’m ________, you’ve probably heard of my band ‘Metro Station’?” I don’t know why I think that.
I think I’m done writing for now.
+22 over 18 holes. This game is going to be my undoing.









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