Saturday, September 24, 2022

Happy Anniversary...


...and Happy Autumn...a two for one deal.

On the 21st we mourned the last day of summer; the next day we celebrated our wedding anniversary and welcomed Fall.


It definitely felt like fall when we returned to the scene of the crime...


...where we honeymooned years ago.

Such an abundance of great memories!

wedding day, 2005



toasting our happiness at Fenn Valley



our backyard oasis in the early days


Pierre Jouet champagne and anniversary cake


Serenity Cove wine featuring Karen on the label


Here's to making many more wonderful memories together.



Did you know...


...has welcomed over 4.9 million illegal aliens into this country since he began squatting in the White House in January of 2021?

In less than 2 years he's created an unprecedented invasion at our southern border, the effects of which will be felt for generations to come.

In fact, if we gathered all of the people he's encouraged to cross our borders illegally into their own state, it would have the 25th largest population in our country.

They'd be right behind #24 Alabama that has 5 million people, and ahead of these 26 states (in order):

Louisiana, Kentucky, Oregon, Oklahoma, Connecticut, Utah, Iowa, Nevada, Arkansas, Mississippi, Kansas, New Mexico, Nebraska, West Virginia, Idaho, Hawaii, New Hampshire, Maine, Montana, Rhode Island, Delaware, South Dakota, North Dakota, Alaska, Vermont and Wyoming.

Brazen, Lawless, Corrupt: Coyote Joe.



Had a bit of crisis on the hickory golf scene recently...


...and no, it wasn't related to those stylish argyle socks.

In fact, it's too boring to go into the details (yes, you should thank me), but while working through a problem with my swing I decided to give bowling a try again.


It's been several months since I last touched a bowling ball, and the 1st two games showed it.

However, I then took an unexpected detour into luck / competence for my 3rd game and rolled that 215 you see above.

And I say "luck" because at least 2 of those 6 strikes were Brooklyn, but hey, I'll take it.

Of course, it wasn't all good news.

On my very first ball I actually slipped and fell...and not one of those semi-graceful / catch your balance with a hand to the floor variety, either.

No, this was an ungainly, off balance slip / roll on my side / scramble to a cross legged sitting position fall that will probably go viral on someone's fakebook page.


Oh well...not the first time I've made a fool of myself in public, and sadly, I’m sure it won't be the last.



Had a recent visit from a world famous cartoon character:

Introduced in 1945 by Looney Tunes...



...it's Pepe Lew Pew, who's always in search of true love...



...and Purina Seafood Sensations, evidently.

I wouldn't mind him hanging around, if he didn't tear up my lawn, but he does.

And oh yeah, he stinks.



Like so much of life, it appears we've crash landed...

Lost In Space, anyone?

...another excitin' edition of the AMC.

Assuming the atmosphere on this strange new planet is breathable - highly dependent on your proximity to any blue anon aliens - you are free to exit and get on with your life, such as it is.

One more thing as you flee the premises...

Today is the day we turn the corner on daylight / darkness...it's evenly split at 12 hours each...but starting tomorrow...



Read it and weep.

later, mcm fans...

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Sunday, September 18, 2022

Today I Realized...


...my religion is vain. 

Note I did NOT say religion is vain, nor that Christianity is vain.

Far from it.

Rather it's my religion that's vain, and I came to this understanding on the links, of all places.

I was playing behind a 20 something who apparently thought the golf course was in fact a driving range.

He was hopelessly and repeatedly flailing away from the tees, teeing up ball after ball and digging up divots.



Finally on the 5th tee, after watching his 4th futile attempt in a row, I'd had enough and interrupted him.

"I'm going to walk to the next tee," I told him, "so please wait a few minutes while I do so and don't bean me in the process."

He nodded silently and I proceeded.

So how did that experience teach me a spiritual lesson?


Because I spent much of my round swearing under my breath about both his incompetence and rudeness.


In retrospect, there were several obvious things I could have done differently.

I could have suggested he allow me to play through.  Golf etiquette dictates I shouldn't have to - slow players should wave faster players ahead - but he's obviously a rookie, and you shouldn't assume malice for what ignorance can explain.

Or I could have informed him an occasional mulligan is fine, but 4+ shots from every tee is not just bad form, it's bad for the course (especially the way he was doing it).

And it might have even been appropriate to recommend he spend some time at the driving range before attempting another round.

But one thing I definitely should not have done is lose my temper and curse a blue streak...


...even if done quietly and out of earshot.

So it's back to Christianity 101, where I confess my sins to God in heaven, ask His forgiveness and - once again - try to bridle my tongue.



Been following the "humanitarian crisis" on Martha's Vineyard?


You had to be quick, because if you blinked you missed it.

Some serious pearl clutching happened amongst the liberal elitists there...y'know, the folks who preach to the world there's no such thing as an "illegal alien" and America is the land of opportunity for everyone, no matter how many laws they break to get here.

All are welcome!

Perhaps...unless they happen show up on the exclusive doorsteps of the libs.

50 - count 'em, 50 - illegal aliens from Venezuela were flown to the Vineyard by Florida governor Ron DeSantis.

Compared to the thousands of illegal aliens streaming across our southern borders daily, they barely count as a drop in the bucket.

So did the upper crust seize this opportunity to put some shoe leather on their preaching and welcome these asylum seekers with open arms?

Did Obama set apart a few thousand square feet of his 12 million dollar ocean front home as a refugee center for the immigrants he loves?



Umm...not exactly.

Apparently they love the idea rather than the reality of illegal aliens.

In less than 48 hours, the hypocritical elites declared a "humanitarian crisis" - o no!  50 plebeians running wild in our idyllic sanctuary! - and removed them from the island, inmediatamente.

"Good for thee, not for me", the life motto of our ruling class.



Last November I said I had some shocking news about hickory golf...


...at which point I revealed 3 new non-hickory clubs I'd purchased:


Those are the Majek hybrid clubs I planned to use since the course I'm playing now has an abundance of water and sand.

The hybrids were supposed to provide a bigger sweet spot, improving distance and accuracy, and by extension, my score.

So...how did my grand experiment go?



In short, it didn't.

Turns out I couldn't give up my hickories after all, even for the potential benefit of a better score (and fewer lost balls).

If my score improved but I didn't, what good would that be?

My equipment might be better, but I wouldn't be.

What fun is that?

Besides, I like swinging my hickories.

So I'm still kickin' it old school and loving the vintage game.



Recently, a friend from work...


...took a trip out to San Francisco and did some sightseeing.

He was kind enough to share a few of his pics with us, to wit:

hangliding near Fort Funston, part of the Golden Gate National Recreational Area



ships passing by the San Francisco - Oakland Bay Bridge



people watching some sea lions; sea lions ignoring some people



cool overview of the city

Steve says there are lots of beautiful places to see and plenty of interesting things to do there.

But even though Nancy Pelosi lives in San Francisco, Steve didn't see her...


...apparently she'd already flown back to Washington.




Time for a curated selection of only the finest pictures, hand picked par moi for your viewing pleasure as you fox trot...

Ginger's got the hard part if you ask me

...through the Parting Shots department:

beautiful carnation pink now



pretty sure Wilson's a conservative



found this Monarch lying on our patio...



...so I gently placed her here, and eventually she flew away



view from the command center



started a recent round on Ryan's course with a hole in one



courtesy of Larry...a perfect summer sunset




later, mcm fans...

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