Saturday, April 26, 2008

Watching the History Channel this morning. Presently they are showing World Trade Center, Rise and Fall Of An American Icon.

Interesting and painful. I keep remembering the TV Zine article of an interview of Al Quieda Number Two guy from just before the attack. He was driving the interviewer through the streets in Afghanistan and explaining how open the American Society was and susceptible to attack. He actually mentioned, specifically, aircraft targeting the World Trade Center and American Memorials.

He knew of what he spoke, for certain. Too bad we didn’t have some foresight rather than giving him credit for being an Ambassador to Pakistan.

The trees are planted. Soon enough, I hope, there will be apple and pears for the taking out there along the fence line. I’ve already begun to worry about people gathering the fruit and breaking the trees.

Silly I.

The Pitch course is now a Pitch and Putt course. All the cups are in. I played the nearest four holes in the evening yesterday in spite of the dirt clods and torn grass.

I am forced to admit I will have to re-arrange the PAR scores. If I lower the score to the Pitch being One and allow a Two putt, I think I will be un-fair. Possibly the best thing will be to play it for several rounds and adjust after. The greens haven’t been rolled and smoothed, ever, and the grasses are not smooth at all.

It’s like putting on a river bottom.

I googled the cup locator poles (pins) supplier. Seven feet of fiber glass and twenty-seven dollars per pole. Not counting flags.


Even the clip system to hold the flags cost six buck ninety cents a piece. Maybe golfer folks need to dress in cut-off jeans and holey shirts for a number of years – and give up their electric carts.

I did order the flags.

I settled for three, three inch wide pieces two feet long per pole. Red, White and Black. I know that sounds a bit off, but those are the colors a Trans State Product line paints their stand pipes and they’re down right attractive.

Besides, I selected rather cheap material so I can change without undue concern when they wear out without suffering the pocket book over much. Each pole will have a three piece streamer, held on with tie wrap.

I inquired of Pauly as to his status for the magazine as a follow-up to the e-mail he circulated. He indicated he had received a response and had the May/June Truckin’ compiled.

That is not a bad response from the community. Good in fact. That will clear his mind for the WSOP, or should.

Sure enough. I mentioned poker and got poked.

And that should take care of the last week or so of odds and ends.

Tomorrow, if all goes well, I’d like to do my monthly “Biggie.” That once a month story that I actually spend some thought and effort into.

From the reaches,

Ten Mile

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User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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