Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Relative silence

I've been getting some complaints from all four blog readers about not posting very frequently. This is true. I have no real excuses other than noting that my life has been quite dull, and I'd like to avoid minutiae (except when said minutiae involves pork). I've also been working a lot, and while there are lots of comments I'd like to make about that, discretion is the better part of valor.

But, some highlights of blog posts likely to appear this weekend:
  1. What I think will be a funny discussion of odors and Alzheimers
  2. Pigs
  3. Maybe more golf (sorry, I know those are brutal)

Things I like wrapped in bacon

Please add "grilled asparagus" to the list of things that I enjoy when wrapped in bacon. Or pancetta, as the case may be.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

9-5-6-7-8-6-7-4-7 is not a phone number

My friend Will tells a really good story about realizing that there is such a thing as a "good" double bogey in golf. He made this realization while playing Bethpage Black, which is rated the 6th most difficult golf course in the country.

None of my four doubles yesterday could be considered "good" double bogies.

I am really hoping that the damage from yesterday's round ended when I climbed into the dry cocoon of my car, because I haven't broken 100 (in the bad way) since May 8, 2005. The last time I shot higher than 102 was May 23, 2004. Was yesterday my Mickelson at Winged Foot moment?

There are pretty good signs that it won't be. The first mitigating circumstance was the weather. It was awful. If I had brought my camera it would have produced a picture approximately like this:

The rain in Seattle is generally supposed to be intermittent... there are rare days when it rains constantly, and yesterday happened to be one of those days. I was as well equipped for the weather as I could be... rain jacket, umbrella, quick drying action pants, rain gloves, etc. But at the end of the day you can't escape the fact that standing outside in the rain for five hours just sucks. The next time you are in the shower imagine playing golf in identical conditions. As being in the shower. Miserable. And as many of you know, I am not an all-weather type guy. I can deal with wind on the golf course, but not rain.

The other factor that makes me believe this was a temporary hiccup in my quest for the 70s is that I came back relatively strong on the back 9. My tee shot on 3 was my 15th shot of the round. My chip onto 13 green was my 15th shot of the back 9. I joked with Tyler H. that I was going to improve by 20 shots on the back... I didn't quite get that far, but I did improve by 13 (59-46).

The funny thing is that while I was busy losing balls (7 for the round, which is a personal worst in the last 4 years) Hobbs was going low. He hit a joke of a chip on #1 that went in the hole, and birdied #3. He went out in 38, but my quality golf seemed to rub off on him and he regressed to a 46 on the back. Still, his 84 beat my 105 by, um, a lot. More than the 6 strokes he gave me in skins.

(Our playing partners actually had to ask the marshal to bring them more golf balls on the 13th hole... I've never seen this actually happen before, but it did. They moved up and started playing the white tees. The marshal then told me (thinking I was requesting the extra balls) to take less club off the tee and keep the ball in the fairway. I nearly brained him with my putter. The last thing I need is some old man telling me that it's better to keep the ball in play. Really Sherlock? I must have missed that during my Obvious Golf Lessons class. That guy ruined my last four holes. Wiseman would be talking about this guy for a month.)

And with that, there shall be no more discussion of any golf that may or may not have happened on June 10, 2007.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Worth 3:40 of your time

It's good stuff all the way until the end.

The best TV show ever

Real World Las Vegas. The original + the reunion is just a powerhouse... the combination of Sin City and a set of completely insane people make it must watch TV every week. If you haven't been watching the reunion show the last two weeks, you'll want to catch up. Genius.

Interesting dinner conversations

Had a big Friday night this past weekend... the 19 different versions of HBO I get were showing the full Star Wars series (parts I-VI) in order. I pretended that episodes I-III were never made and watched the bulk of Empire Strikes Back (obviously the best of the bunch). I noted something that had escaped my purview prior to this watching. It occurs during the scene on Cloud City where Lando leads Han and Leia and Chewie to Vader.

Lando opens the door and everyone is stunned to see Vader, but after Vader snatches away Han's gun, everyone continues into the room and seems to sit down at dinner. What in the world do they talk about? The next scene in the movie is Luke taking leave of his Jedi training, so there is obviously some time for the bunch to sit down and enjoy whatever food they enjoy in the far, far, future. Do they talk politics? The market for Tibanna gas?

I think this would be a great McSweeney's article. Other dinner conversations that might be interesting:
  • Tiger Woods and Roger Federer: ESPN makes a big deal about the fact that they go watch each other play and then hang out afterwards. Is it possible they really talk about being the best in the world at what they do? "Hey Tiger, don't you like it that you are better than everyone? I do. Pass the onions."
  • Any collection of Smurfs. I am a believer in the theory that Smurfs are not, in fact, asexual, and thus the tension amongst the Smurfs would just be unbearable. At some point someone is going to smurf someone else upside the head.
  • All of the personalities played by Chevy Chase in Fletch. I mean, if Mr Poon, Harry S Truman, John Cocktosen, it would be fantastic.

Being a bad winner

Team Curtis def. Team Hsu
6-1, 6-4

Yes, the mighty former tennis coach has been felled by someone who couldn't even make his high school team. It might have been the shoes (new on Saturday), or the fact that he was playing with a wooden racket, or the fact that my partner was a lot better than his partner, but any way you slice it 6-1, 6-4 is a pretty solid beating. And as I told Huan after the match "I'm neither a good winner nor a good loser." Thus the headline.

I think it might have been the shoes. Gotta love Nordstrom Rack.