Saturday, October 21, 2023

Gotta Love...

...the beauty of fall golf. 

Even if you're not a fan of the Old Game, you must admire the verdant manicured fairways and the russet autumn colors.

Why, you'd have to be a pointy haired cretin to disdain nature's glorious symphony of arboreal splendor.

(You're not one of those, are you?)

It's truly a visual delight, and my enjoyment of all this vernal grandeur was enhanced by my not too terrible play.

I mean, yeah...I played ok.

Not great, but I managed to tame my slice into a slight fade by the third hole.

And when I teed off on 7, 8 and 9, I was hitting straight or a slight draw.

I even managed 2 legitimate pars and 1 mulligan par.*  The rest were all double bogeys.

However, those were not my fault; Calamity Jane was being temperamental again, thus almost every green hosted my DIY tutorial for...


a rare tap in for par

Even I couldn't screw that up, the result of a 40 yard chip shot with my mashie that rolled to within a foot of the pin.

Something about blind squirrels and nuts, I guess.

And I finished the round with a par in the traditional manner: on the green in regulation and 2 putt.

All was right with the world - or at least my tiny little corner of it - when I strolled off the 9th green.

Now if I could just settle my feud with you know who...

the real CJ

No, not her...her:

Calamity Jane.

*mulligan par, as explained in a prior post (Happy Fodders Day), is my name for one do-over any where on the hole, that results in a par.

After a flubbed shot you must recite the appropriate petition to make the mulligan come true:

“O demigods of the golfing netherworld, have mercy on me a hopeless duffer...ignore my previous failed attempt and accept this, my replacement shot in its stead...may it fly straight and true and may we never speak of this again.”

The result - you hope - will be a mulligan par.

For obvious reasons I prefer that name to the more common and perhaps more accurate "cheater's par".

In other news, Karen has been scouting around for an appropriate locale for her youngest daughter's outdoor wedding...

absolutely stunning...and the trees aren't bad, either.

...and her travels brought her to this park near where we used to live.

Gorgeous fall scenery, and seems an ideal spot to say "I do".

No idea if her daughter will agree, but in a few more days all will be revealed: she'll be married on Monday.

Stay tuned.

Just finished watching the 2016 BBC version of Tolstoy's War and Peace.

It stars Paul Dano as Pierre Bezukhov, James Norton as Andrei Bolkonsky, and Lily James as Natasha Rostova.

Celebrated for its in depth examination of Russia's involvement in the Napoleonic Wars... experienced through the eyes of 5 aristocratic families, Tolstoy's 1600 page masterpiece* was a world wide phenomenon when published in its entirety in 1869.

Quickly translated into other languages, it was hailed as a new, albeit confusing, genre of literature, blending history, fiction and philosophical essays into one massive amalgam.

As you might imagine, bringing a work of this scope to the stage or screen is no easy task, but this version from the BBC has done an admirable job.

It's an aesthetic delight on multiple levels, from the glittering ballrooms of the morally bankrupt elite to the bloody battlefields of disorganized Russian military to the agrarian hardships of the beleaguered peasants.

And the acting is top notch across the board, but especially that of Paul Dano as the socially awkward but always sincere Pierre Bezukhov...

...who endures the devastating vagaries of life and triumphs in the end.

This one is definitely worth your time.

*Tolstoy considered Anna Karenina his first true novel.

And now, without even asking your permission, it's time to commit everyone's favorite recurring micro-aggression*...

it has ever been thus, but worse than ever now

same park where Karen's daughter *may* tie the knot

another reason I no longer fly

gorgeous foliage pic courtesy of Larry...looks like peak up north

missing summer already...from the KBH files


All Hallows E'en only at the St. James Infirmary:  The Bones Brothers

*micro-aggressions:  a fanciful array of petty infractions imagined by pathetic wimps who've never learned Life is a full contact sport. 

And that Dear Readers, brings us to the end of another foray into blogging excellence (take note: henceforth known as "blexcellence").

We trust your stay with us was satisfactory, and if your plans should ever call for stimulation of the cerebral cortex and unabashed incitement of adrenal hormonal activity, please keep it to yourself.

We run a respectable outfit here.

later, mcm fans...

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