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Note to the construction workers at Bear Creek Park: We know you have to move the baskets around to keep the game interesting. We know we caught you in the middle of cutting down trees in front of one of the new locations, and we're sorry we held you up. But in the future, could you maybe do the trimming *before* you move the basket,so you're not inconvenienced and we're not TRYING TO SHOOT THE PIER THROUGH AN ENORMOUS PACHINKO MACHINE? Thank you.

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Had fun frisbee golfing Sunday, although this was only the second time I'd been to this disc-eating course, so I played badly while losing my second frisbee in two weeks. It was colder than any of us had thought it would be, and Larry hadn't dressed for it. Since he's still shaving his head, he dumps heat faster than the rest of us -- I lent him a zippered vest, and someone else had a purple headband for him to wear, so we sang Olivia Newton-John songs at him for the rest of the day.

It's been a looooong time since I threw three double-bogeys in a row, but I managed it on this course. On the good side, once I'd lost my last Eagle-brand disc in the lake, I discovered that the orange Cyclone I'd had in my bag for a while actually falls to the right when I throw it. This is a good thing; one of the weaknesses of my game is that *everything* I throw falls to the left, which leaves me quite hosed on some courses.
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Yes, I played frisbee golf today. In the sleet and snow. In my shorts.

In my defense, frozen water was not falling from the sky when I left for the golf course ...and by the time we had all gotten there, no-one wanted to leave. So we slogged it out, having a pretty fun time ...and while I did not successfully defend my title from last week, I was only eight over par -- perhaps my third-best game ever. Then home to continue whipping my room into shape while my roomates lit up the fireplace. We had no marshmallows to roast, dammit -- but they're now on the shopping list for next time.

One of their cats, Puck (who I'm told is usually standoffish), has decided that I'm the best thing since sliced mouse loaf -- and while this is flattering, it's somewhat annoying to have her clambering around on my keyboard. Or sticking her head in my mouth in order to figure out what I've eaten recently. Plus, she drools when she's sacked out on me. I hope she gets along with my wife's cats when we combine them into a big feline Brady Bunch.

Yay me!

Jan. 5th, 2003 03:42 pm
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It's been nearly a year since I started frisbee golf, and I finally won the betting pool of the group I play with.

(The first words out of my wife's mouth when she heard: "Did no-one else show up?". No, I've already crowed about games I've won like *that* :> ...in fact all five of my usual opponents appeared).

I was only four over par, which is three strokes better than my previous best-ever game ... and with my nine-stroke handicap, that put me two strokes ahead of the guy in second place. I was happy to take their money, and shall rub my face in it and sleep with it under my pillow tonight. And I want to be careful not to spend the entire five bucks in one place :>

Next week, my handicap drops to eight strokes, we play the long tees, and the betting ante goes up to two bucks. We shall see...

September 2016



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