What the...?

So I was at the driving range down at Plantation on Friday. I was planning on going golfing the next morning and was needing to warm up my swing and get some confidence in it.

Almost done with the bag of balls, feeling good about how I was swinging, I put a ball on the tee and swing away. Next thing I know my hands feel quite a bit lighter. I was trying to process what happened and said "Oh crap!" out loud thinking that the entire club had slipped through my hand hoping I hadn't hit someone with it. However, I realize that the handle is actually still in my hand and I look at what's flying through the air down the driving range.....my club head.

It flew so far that everyone there at the range, hearing me scream, was able to see the head flying down the range. I wasn't really sure what to do at that point. I'm still standing there clutching to my club handle trying to figure out what happened. Everyone else, is looking at me. I'm looking at them. Then I start my trek down the range to retrieve the club head. What seems like 10 minutes later, I return. Everyone watching me the entire way. I think they understand the predicament and that it wasn't my fault, but the embarrassment was enough to have screwed up my confidence in my swing the rest of the day, and the golf game on Saturday. And I'm out a driver. Bah.

Stupid Moles

So I go home for lunch today (mmm Popeyes), and I'm on the phone talking to my mom out in the backyard when i begin to notice the ground moving. Yes, protruding up from the ground kinda like some dead body in an Indian burial ground, only smaller.

So off I go to get a shovel to kill this thing and by the time I come back the movement has of course stopped. I look around and theres mole tracks all over my yard. At this point, I'm pissed and begin stabbing wildly at the ground with the shovel in the area that it was popping up. Cursing the thing and laughing a little bit know that it surely hadn't survived my broad attack. "Shock and awe" anyone?

I eventually dug up a shovel full in the area fully expecting to find the slain beast, but nope. Damn thing took off. What the crap!? How fast are these things? They don't have eyes and worm their way around in the dirt. So here I am sweating my butt off, ticked, a worm obviously scurrying away in the wake of my tirade, and a wasp flying around my head. WASP! I take off running, then a frog jumps away in front of me. I jump, kick the thing for scaring me and run inside and slam the door. Crap! I just wanted to come home for lunch.

Demolition Man

Construction, or should I say destruction, has begun on the TV Cubby to eventually set up my HD TV. I'm a bit anxious to get it all done. I've been wanting to do this for about 4 years now and a night or two ago I pulled out a marker and started drawing lines and next thing I knew I had a saw in my hand (still in my work clothes I should mention).

I did get a bit overzealous though on how wide it should be. It's looking like it'll be around 53" right now. I've gotta do something about that. Possibly, that'll be a piece of trim on each side to create a nice smooth edge and reduce the width to around 50". Anyway, now that I'm done tearing stuff up, it's time to put it back together and figure out how to use spackling. I'm definitely wanting to have this thing done in the next month and buy a TV shortly afterwards.

All the pictures are here: TV Cubby

In The Beginning

I've been sitting on this "blog" for about a week now wondering how to start this thing. How do you do it when you have no viewers, no focus, no experience, and little content? I've been trying to decide whether or not to make this a 'public' blog, or a personal, 'private' one.

In the end (or beginning if you will), I've decided to just go with the public concept. As for focus, it's going to be random. Whatever is on my mind or interesting to me. The viewers are the unfortunate souls who actually have so much time they can go around looking at blogs, and of course me, the one who has enough time to actually write a blog.

So there you have it, the first post. Maybe I'll write again....