Did I ever tell ya bout the time........I went fish'n. I had this old wooden hull cabin cruiser converted to a small shrimp boat. [conversion details go here] The engine, a 1965 air cooled Corvair an' a 4 speed truck transmission [details go here] powered the craft. A special lunch was prepared [details go here]. Lines were let loose, engine cranked up an' transmission put in reverse. [details go here] I had a fish on.
Back at the docks was hunderds of people. Red lights were flashing. City cops, highway patrol, parks an' wildlife, US Coast Guard......Navy an' Air Force (added spice) [details go here]. I will never go fish'n after dark in a 24 foot converted cabin cruiser with a Corvair engine again as long as I live. Although it was a very funny fish'n trip. Shoot, I almost drowned try'n to get that boat off the rocks [details go here].
I don't know what to blame my latest back issues on, but I'm hurt'n like a sum-a-gun this morn'n.
Christmas morn'n is supposed to be in the 34 to 35 degs range in south Texas (a white Christmas????)....winds blow'n out the north. 34 to 35 degs is NOT a normal temp for south Texas. I hope this is not a repeat of last years "freez'n cold" temps. I thought I was gonna die when it got down into the twentys. Freak'n water lines was freez'n up....no coffee water.
Bout yesterdays golf'n game. Me an' the OFM Barney showed up our usual time. All that wonderful sunshine we was supposed to have....it was sound asleep under thick cloud blankets. It was uncomfortably chilly. The humidity was high....an' golf'n balls don't go very far in high humidity. This is NOT the start of a good day of golf ball swak'n.
After the first two holes, Barney weren't feel'n so good.....he hanged up his clubs, climbed in his truck an' headed back to Rockport. I felt bad for Barney to miss such a excit'n game of golf. Hope he feels better today.
Now, bout that excit'n game of golf.....Ha, I shulda climb in that truck with Barney an' go to Rockport. I've played on golf courses all over the southern states from Georgia to California, an' I played some really terrible courses. But, the conditions of the course yesterday puts Sinton in the category of "this golf course sucks". I teed up on my favotite hole, swak that ball a hunnert fiffy mile a hour. I'm jump'n up an' down, I hit the "sweet spot"....gonna be a 250 yard drive or more. Ball comes down bout 150 yards out....I see a huge splash of water, my ball is buried in 4 inches of yukkky mud. The wild hogs had rooted a gazillion holes all over the course. The grass in the fairways was almost knee high. Trees was run'n out from the woods swak'n my ball back at me. It was NOT a good day for golf ball swak'n. But....I've had worse.
Just for Barney....I came *this* close (4 inches) to my first ever hole in one. Total score for 18 holes was a wonderful 95. 50 front, 45 back.
And that guy, if'n he broke a 110, what I don't think there was a possibility, he was do'n good.
I didn't go to the Mexican food eat'n place after my round. I just wood'n a felt right eat'n all that great food without my golf'n buddy Barney sit'n across the table from me. We eat good ya know.
Last night I was sit'n here watch'n "crap" on the TV. Let's do some work on the tug boat. For the next 4 hours I installed two short (1 3/8 inches) pieces of brass tubing in the bottom of the boat an' two 1/4 inches dowels (round wood) in the cradle. It will no longer turn over in it's cradle go'n a hunnert mile a hour round a corner....or slide out to the floor when I slams on the brakes.....again. The broke smoke stack an' the searchlight have been glued back in place. 4 hours work an' you cain't see a damn thing I done.
Dust pan...that's what I was try'n to think of. The last one I had, I never used. Just sweeped stuff out the door like you supposed to do. That's the way MEN do it ya know. Dust pans are for wimmins.
Well shoot, I ain't got nuttin more to write bout. I'll just shut the hell up, eat me up a balony sammich an' maybe take a nap. Be very very careful out there in this "late shopper" traffic. My god, there ain't no wheres to park at Walmart.
Back at the docks was hunderds of people. Red lights were flashing. City cops, highway patrol, parks an' wildlife, US Coast Guard......Navy an' Air Force (added spice) [details go here]. I will never go fish'n after dark in a 24 foot converted cabin cruiser with a Corvair engine again as long as I live. Although it was a very funny fish'n trip. Shoot, I almost drowned try'n to get that boat off the rocks [details go here].
I don't know what to blame my latest back issues on, but I'm hurt'n like a sum-a-gun this morn'n.
Christmas morn'n is supposed to be in the 34 to 35 degs range in south Texas (a white Christmas????)....winds blow'n out the north. 34 to 35 degs is NOT a normal temp for south Texas. I hope this is not a repeat of last years "freez'n cold" temps. I thought I was gonna die when it got down into the twentys. Freak'n water lines was freez'n up....no coffee water.
Bout yesterdays golf'n game. Me an' the OFM Barney showed up our usual time. All that wonderful sunshine we was supposed to have....it was sound asleep under thick cloud blankets. It was uncomfortably chilly. The humidity was high....an' golf'n balls don't go very far in high humidity. This is NOT the start of a good day of golf ball swak'n.
After the first two holes, Barney weren't feel'n so good.....he hanged up his clubs, climbed in his truck an' headed back to Rockport. I felt bad for Barney to miss such a excit'n game of golf. Hope he feels better today.
Now, bout that excit'n game of golf.....Ha, I shulda climb in that truck with Barney an' go to Rockport. I've played on golf courses all over the southern states from Georgia to California, an' I played some really terrible courses. But, the conditions of the course yesterday puts Sinton in the category of "this golf course sucks". I teed up on my favotite hole, swak that ball a hunnert fiffy mile a hour. I'm jump'n up an' down, I hit the "sweet spot"....gonna be a 250 yard drive or more. Ball comes down bout 150 yards out....I see a huge splash of water, my ball is buried in 4 inches of yukkky mud. The wild hogs had rooted a gazillion holes all over the course. The grass in the fairways was almost knee high. Trees was run'n out from the woods swak'n my ball back at me. It was NOT a good day for golf ball swak'n. But....I've had worse.
Just for Barney....I came *this* close (4 inches) to my first ever hole in one. Total score for 18 holes was a wonderful 95. 50 front, 45 back.
And that guy, if'n he broke a 110, what I don't think there was a possibility, he was do'n good.
I didn't go to the Mexican food eat'n place after my round. I just wood'n a felt right eat'n all that great food without my golf'n buddy Barney sit'n across the table from me. We eat good ya know.
Last night I was sit'n here watch'n "crap" on the TV. Let's do some work on the tug boat. For the next 4 hours I installed two short (1 3/8 inches) pieces of brass tubing in the bottom of the boat an' two 1/4 inches dowels (round wood) in the cradle. It will no longer turn over in it's cradle go'n a hunnert mile a hour round a corner....or slide out to the floor when I slams on the brakes.....again. The broke smoke stack an' the searchlight have been glued back in place. 4 hours work an' you cain't see a damn thing I done.
Dust pan...that's what I was try'n to think of. The last one I had, I never used. Just sweeped stuff out the door like you supposed to do. That's the way MEN do it ya know. Dust pans are for wimmins.
Well shoot, I ain't got nuttin more to write bout. I'll just shut the hell up, eat me up a balony sammich an' maybe take a nap. Be very very careful out there in this "late shopper" traffic. My god, there ain't no wheres to park at Walmart.
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ReplyDeleteLOL....this is sooooo funny [laughter goes here]
DeleteAt least you gettin out golfin and having fun.
ReplyDeleteI cain't say that yesterdays golf'n was fun......it sucked
DeleteDoing pretty good today. Was only a little migraine attack. Been out chunking lures in the blizzard. Nothing but miserable out there. Did not stay long. Keep warm.
ReplyDeletebb, hope you and dog (name goes here), have a nice holiday. thank you for all your interesting posts in 2014. looking forward to some more in 2015.
ReplyDeleteHey, finish that story about what was going on back at the dock. I was just getting into it and you changed the subject.
ReplyDeleteHip was horrible yesterday, barely could walk. i think it was that cold wind, and temps.
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