The reservations are made, the caviling begun.
Blythe CC - "Monday afternoon? Oh, just come on in. You'll prolly be the only ones on the course."
Emerald Canyon GC - "For you Mr Swenson, you can make reservations any time. Nine o'clock on Tuesday? Of course! No problem! We look forward to seeing you once again shatter the course record, you hot blooded, good looking Scandinavian long hitting parmeister." (Obviously, they know me there)
Blue Water Resort & Casino - "It looks like there was a note in your file Mr Swenson, but since it's gone now, I guess it's ok to book two rooms for you so long as it's just one night. Say, that Mohr person isn't going to be with you, is he? I don't think the restraining order has expired."
EPo sounding contrite, complaining about physical damage at the hands of a seventy-some year old and the aforementioned Mohr during the now fabled Flagstaff outing. Kwaims his widdow ahmie huts. All the symptoms of "needing strokes" to be able to compete "on a level playing field." Stroke this, laddie.

2 comments:
This sounds like a lot of fun ... wish it wasn't such a long drive or you could count me in! NOLL
So which guy gets to share a room with you, Dad? Hubba hubba.
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