THE CRANKY OLD MAN
Random thoughts and stuff from a cranky old man. Humor (maybe)and satire, mostly stuff from a confused head.
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Thursday, August 8, 2019
in two days.
bordered on politics, a big (NO NO!), making fun of Mrs. C (Zzzzz), and a fart
record re-run (Eeeew!).I’ve got nothing.
Still I have a need to post
something.Why, I do not know.
should join Bloggers anonymous.
name is Cranky, and I blog, even when I have nothing to say.”
have these days is golf, and no one likes golf.”
about it anyway Cranky, no one has to read it, you just need to post something.”
golf today, second time this week.Both
days I came to the ninth hole two under.(I generally only play nine holes, especially in this heat.)That’s two under bogy, not two under par for
those who know the game.Two under par
and I would be joining the senior circuit.
I come to
the ninth hole and a simple score of five on this par four hole and I go home
very happy.This hole is only 330 yards
long, but there is water 180 yards out and it would take a gorilla to drive
past that water.
days I lay up five yards from the water hole, an easy 150-yard five iron to the
green, or even close to the green and it is chip, putt, putt, bogy-five and I
go home a happy golfer.
Both days I
hit the only topped grounder of the day dribbling right into the water.Penalty, hit, chip, putt, putt, putt, and I
go home pissed off and miserable after a round ruining eight.
This is a
is not commuting three hours a day on a sweaty train, working a crappy job, and
coming home to a wack-a-doodle wife!
I now come home
to a cold beer a good woman and a short nap.