Me: Here's how I see it: Wednesday, Sept 27th, between 8 and 9 we head west on the 10 to the sorry burg yclept Blythe, where there is a surprisingly nice golf course. I kick everyone's butt for eighteen straight holes after which we drive up river to Parker to while away the evening at the dollar blackjack tables at the Blue Water Resort & Casino, where there is also a dandy little restaurant. Thursday morning we play <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Emerald Canyon<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
where my domination continues unabated. We're done by early afternoon, back on the freeway and your sorry butts and now feather-light wallets are back in your sweeties' arms by four pm. (This has the additional benefit of Mohr being able to still get his eight hours in at the office on Thursday.) Who's in?
LM: I am in but I forecast a considerably different result
Me: The foursome is set, the quibbling as to who will do what to whom has only just begun. I will try to refrain from fueling that particular fire for the purpose of clarity in this missive. We'll head west from Thistle Landing twixt 8:15 and 8:30 on the 18th, play the Blythe Country Club early afternoonish. Afterwards, we'll tradfat north along the California side of the Colorado river, checking in to the Blue Water Resort & Casino for rest, repast and (tribal) remuneration. Tuesday morning, an earlyish 18 at Emerald Canyon where my total domination continues unabated (- sorry, just couldn't help it).
EP: I'm in for most of that stuff but I'm definitely not committing to "Tradfatting" north until you tell me what that means. You may continue your domination of whatever event, person, or scenario which you might conjure as long as you bring a very large sack of that funny money to pay what will surely be an enormous debt. Looking forward to stacking and rolling those Sacagaweas and Susan B. Anthonys. How about you taking my black Wing, Larry his Fat Boy, and I ride my sparkley new Gold Wing and Gregg follows as best he can with the clubs?
Me: If you and Mohr want to two-wheel it, I think that's great and will facilitate it in every way. I absolutely appreciate the offer to let me use your ancient-yet-serviceable, almost-three hundred-grand-on-it bike, but I'm going to plant my ample ass in the Suburban, or, if you guys ride, Gregg and I will take the Lexus. I think you've met Gregg - maybe long ago when we played poker at my place? Regardless, you'll like him. He's almost as cynical and patently offensive as you and Mohr. As Mohr, anyway.
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