A Thread About Nothing

Yeah I know I just picked up my 9 yearold Granddaughter from her school. I am always amazed watching these kids get out of school. They are running bee lines in every direction. It's funny to watch.

On my last job at the Cosmopolitan in Vegas when it was coming out of the ground 80 feet below the strip we had a lot of large cranes. When they had a lift to make the guy on the ground had an Air Horn that was used to signal something was being lifted.

Ok now to the point of the above. Electricians had heavy equipment that had to lifted also and we had those Air Horns too, tons of them. I was in charge of giving them out when they were need on the job.

Well I feltched one and brought it home. I had it out in a kitchen cupboard and when the woman came out to yell at me about something (nothing serious) I pulled it out and launched a big old blast.

The look on her face was epic. She doesn't give up easy so she starts in again and blast #2 was on it's way.

One of the funniest live moments in my life. Later she thought it was funny too.

The woman is very understanding..

I said she thought it was funny. 

I have always loved astronomy. Then in 2006 the "know it alls" decided to call Pluto a "Dwarf Planet" and not one of the gang of 9. Before I was born it was a planet and I thought it would be a planet till the day they were pounding dirt on me.

I think Astronomers have too much time on their hands and not enough mula to go to McDonalds.

i'm routinely surprised that there are still school speed limits (15 or 20mph) around jr. high schools and high schools. the kids are teenagers. by that time, i think they should either know not to run into traffic or get a darwin award.

Yeah when I drive by the High School close to where I live the signs say "15 mph When Chidren Are Present"  it cracks me up, there are 200 pound jocks there that would clock you if called him a child.

I have to say that at least at the High Schools and Junior Highs they dispensed with the Crossing Guards. After all they are almost old enough to buy cigs.

@ Al  I know you love golf and it is more than just a walk in the park for you. What is the closest you have come to par. If you have beat par could you show your score card.

speaking of buying cigs, when my brother and i were about ten years old, our parents would give us cash and a note to ride our bike to the gas station to get cigs for them. none of the attendants ever questioned us. 

nowadays, they'd probably get 10 years in the slammer.

We were guerilla golfers ...we would wait in the bushes for a nice break and on to the course we would go..usually with just a club each.. 

i've shot one over a number of times. two over more times, and so on. still, never shot par or under. but, the day will come, as i am now in the golf biz. 

and that is why i will be watching the bay hill invitational this weekend instead of playing in it.

What was your club of choice Frank? 4 Iron?

 Anything available ...even a putter...we also usually had dog with us..this was at a high end golf course..called Highlands ..

Had to run a few times from the tractor man...

Here is the place ..I hike by here along the river everyday..I've lived here my whole life..

well, your number is not exactly accurate, but you're close. across all handicap ranges, the amount of putts in a round is right around 43%. ( i did a couple of putting clinics last year, so i really studied up on it)

and, you're exactly right about players hitting ball after ball at the range prior to a round, but not practicing their putting. especially when it it the simplest motion of all golf shots.

Well today the woman wanted me to buy cigs for our wayward son because he was sniveling about it. I used her money because I won't buy the damn things.

I told this young cashier at the registar that I wanted to buy a pack of cigs for someone (I hate smoking and I don't want anybody to think that I am that stupid).

She says to me "Who are you buying them for?" I was caugt by surprise and I told this new gal "it's for my son he has no transportation to get here". I was pissed, once I had the cigs in hand I said to her "Listen I would never buy this for anyone who was younger than 18"

"Sorry sir, I have to ask" I hate it when people call me Sir, it's like ignoring what I look like and faking being nice. A straight up "Sorry" was enough.