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Friday, May 12, 2006


i was going to write a followup to imagination but it's friday and frankly it just seems like more work than anyone wants to do on a rainy friday. okay fine it's really still thursday but for whomever is reading this it's friday and...

*clears throat*

so. disc golf. that shit is surprisingly fun.

i mean it doesn't hurt that you get to take a ferry and wander down a boardwalk into some crazy little cafe for lattes and dessert before you go smoke some weed and contemplate starting a round of golf.

now i like video game golf and footbag golf so there was a decent shot that i would like this.

i was SO bad at the first hole it was tragic. i mean i think i threw like every single driver that DM had in his kit and then a couple more before finally accepting one as a decent shot. he does this crazy running thing to launch the freaking disc (frisbee made for golf by a company other than frisbee yeesh) and it sails off into the middle distance and i'm like 'yeah, this is going to be fun' cause you know he would get to throw once every half hour and i would be exhausted by the third hole.

but then a brilliant idea! he threw sidearm instead and levelled the playing field slightly. also i got to rethrow anything particularly pathetic.

that first hole. damm. so then i have to approach after my pitiful drive and so i grab the disc and i go whammo and it sails off in a lovely arc straight into the bushes.

the out of bounds bushes.

stoopid bushes.

so i grab another disc and yeah. same thing.

this went on for a while.

fortunately by the second hole i was starting to get the hang of it. i even accepted one of my shots the first time instead of doing three extras.

eventually there needed to be another visit to a shady corner for more weed and there was this tree.

this marvelous tree full of nooks and crannies just begging me to stick my pretty pink toenails into them. so i did. up the tree i went and sat in a branch. DM promptly showed up with the pipe. that tree branch may be my favourite place i ever smoked weed as of now.


climbing down i even did some monkey moves with the legs over the branches and above my head. there was something so awesome about looking at pedicured pink toenails while climbing a tree barefoot.

i so need another pedicure!

anyway by the ninth hole my left shoulder was starting to inform me that if i didn't stop this frisbee business imme... okay fine disc business immediately it was going to revolt and refuse to teach any shoulder work on friday.

so i switched to right handed.

and i'm standing there at the tee and i like take three hundred practice uh... swings? before i finally settle into this strange kinetic groove in my body and throw in this crazy awkward feeling way and this little grunt escapes me and the disc sails away.

dead straight down the fairway.

i'm like what?

he's like what?

we're both like what???

so yeah down i go to make the approach and i line it up again. i settle into this crazy yoga pose of death and again i take about 400 practice arm movements before i haul off and do the little magic unstoppable grunt and it does it AGAIN!

with my RIGHT hand.

yeah weird.

anyway so this continues and i ended up tying him for the hole. i know, so freaking strange.

i finished the course right handed and other that a few total booby shots i didn't suck. i turn out to be a right handed disc golf player. this seems very strange. i mean i'm left handed, like what the hell.

pile says it's because i was doing math so i needed to be right side dominant.

what's neat is that i think it's just possible that this sport will work the very muscle in my right shoulder that's weak. i know, what are the odds of that? it doesn't hurt that it's a great excuse to go wander through semi wild parkland and listen to birds chirp.

not to mention there's a ferry! and picnic tables and fire pits everywhere. i think i'm sold on this sport y'all.

on the saunter back to the ferry we encountered a beautiful woman on a bike. the best bike ever. it, of course, turns out that she's married to a bike mechanic. but get this... there's this crazy bike she's riding that has low tires (like 16" or so) and this big super well made thick wire basket behind the front wheel and in front of the handlebars.

it only has one gear right now but there's an option for a second with an auto shifter. yes seriously an automatic transmission for a bicycle. i know, i thought it was crazy too.

so she has this little bike for wandering around that's just a little extra long because of this enormous basket. i could put my entire shopping in there with room to spare. even my christmas booze run.

i know! [i still have one bottle of bubbly left from that]

i so covet this bike i tell you. the problem is they cost a fortune and i would totally need another bike for when i wasn't carrying things and it's sort of huge and i have no real need of it and yeah... i covet it but i am extremely unlikely to be happy if it appears in my life.

one of those old sit up bicycles though? especially in canary yellow? yeah dudes.

so, if you're bored and have nothing to do one day try to find someone with some discs and go play a round.

oh i almost forgot! i did one shot that was so good that it took out a tree branch. knocked it down!

hee :)

happy friday!


Blogger DZER said...

real golf is much like this as well ... an onslaught of bad shots interspersed by a few perfect, miraculous wonders ... :)

5/12/2006 06:31:00 AM  
Blogger sassinak said...

dzer that's the weird part... right handed i'm pretty good. there's wasn't even that many bad shots.

at original golf i'm totally terrible and that's what makes it fun :)

5/12/2006 07:26:00 AM  
Blogger kathi said...

mark has dsigned disc golf courses for Lamesa, Lubbock and San Marcos Texas. He use to make money at playing, so it's one of the first things I learned when we married. My kids and I all love to play. My favorite course has a bit of a large creek with high banks, a cool place to throw over. Many a time my kids and Mark have ventured down and came back with many discs people have thrown and they didn't make it, lol, and they just leave them. It can definitely tire out an arm though, hurts my bad one just thinking about it.

5/12/2006 07:27:00 AM  
Blogger Casually Me said...

Sounds like there is cardio involved...how do you expect a person to have a tragic, life threatening massive coronary when you are out here touting cardio related activities? LOL. You do make me laugh, in a good way.

5/12/2006 08:07:00 AM  
Blogger sassinak said...

kathi: that's awesome. in fact the head of the pdga in toronto designs the course we played... and it's lovely.

there's isn't a creek like that but there are a couple of holes along the water that are deadly to discs :)

here too, some guys rescue them all on a regular basis...

cas: sorry about that, a long saunter on some grass does raise your heartrate at least three or four beats per minute, i mean i can see that that might be too much for you and stuff...

you make me laugh the same way :)

5/12/2006 10:54:00 AM  
Blogger Everything Nice said...

LOL! Disc Golf!! We have that at almost every park here. I guess we figure *shrug* it's something to do outside WHEN we get outside. Though, thanks to global warming we're able to actually have summers now... which, is always a plus.

Disc golf is kick ass, and it sounds like you had a really good time :) I'm thinking, perhaps you'll play it more often so when we do finally have a chance to bump into one another (heh) we can play in teams!!!

I heart your shoulders.
Yeah, my hiatusing sucks! BUTT, I will be gone until Tuesday sooo I got that goin for me :)

hehehehe. as if i could stay quiet, sheesh.

Yellow bikes rock, no really, there should be more of those... too many blues, reds, and pinks, and silvers, and blacks. If more people rode yellow bikes I'm convinced we wouldnt have so many bike/auto accidents because the visibility would be kick ass.

heart ya lady :D

5/12/2006 11:08:00 AM  
Anonymous Da' Mute said...

You really were kicking ass on the back 9 there, Sass. Give it a few more rounds and you'll be out distancing my sidearm!

That tree was great... I think it's really important to identify with your inner primate on a regular basis, and for my time climbing trees is the best way to do that. Waaaay more romantic that picking gnats out of eachothers hair too! :p

That bike, I believe, was a custom built frame by another islander... Easily obtainable and quite reasonable should you decide you'd like one. :)

That crocodile horn would look great on a yellow cruiser....

5/12/2006 11:47:00 AM  
Blogger DZER said...

*delayed snoopydance for being No. 1*

that's right biotches! Heh!!

5/12/2006 12:43:00 PM  
Blogger sassinak said...

bubbles: dude it's tragic how much fun i had doing it. i have known tons of players in my life but no one ever just made me go out and play it. glad DM did.

summer good
global warming bad

i had a great time, and sure i'm in for teams as long as you don't make fun of me when you kick my ass :)

i heart my shoulders too :)

dude you are the worst at hiatusing ever... but that's okay. and you quiet is a hilarious concept.

dude that bike was SOOOOOOOOOOOO pretty :)


shit gotta run

5/12/2006 03:22:00 PM  
Blogger sassinak said...

DM: thanks dude, it was a lot of fun actually. i'm willing to bet i might outdistance your sidearm as it WAS on wednesday but not as it will be should you continue to practise it.

that tree was fucking awesome, it had all these great holds and forks and stuff. my inner primate was delighted with it. mmm picking gnats... so yummy.

i'm pretty sure that it was a custom job but she implied that the base of it was damm expensive. or maybe i misheard and she just meant the added bits like wheels were hella expensive.

that horn *rofl* omg i almost forgot. i want to set it off like a 100 more times.

dzer: ^5 dude!

*dances with you*

5/12/2006 03:57:00 PM  
Blogger JMai said...

I don't know what disc golf is but it sounds kinda fun! Good job taking out that tree branch! And remind me not to get in your way when disc-golfing!

5/13/2006 12:12:00 AM  
Blogger sassinak said...

dude it's golf with frisbees... i mean that is some pretty fun stuff let me tell you...

i was all impressed too when the tree branch was taken out, other than that tree it may have been the highlight of my day.

5/13/2006 10:45:00 AM  
Blogger Natalia said...

Hmmm not I have an urge to go play some putt-putt golf...and the good thing is that there is one right by my hous yippie! But the bd thing is I have waaaaay too much to do...not like blogging is any closer to doing what I need to do...but hey I am not perfect.


5/13/2006 02:03:00 PM  
Blogger da buttah said...

if you join a frisbee golf league, i will be forced to make fun of you relentlessly for it. mostly because i give my friend so much shit for being in one, and i'm all about equity :)

5/13/2006 03:32:00 PM  
Blogger sassinak said...

nat: i love mini golf, it's such a fun way to waste time. almost as good as go karts and water slides!

look sometimes you get more done if you let yourself take some time off.

i'm just sayin...

elle: deal.

and i can't really foresee myself doing that i have to admit.


5/13/2006 03:48:00 PM  
Blogger debambam said...

golf sucks, until you make it in a miniture version and use silly equipment and play with a bunch of friends, then it's great! kinda weird if you think about it...

5/14/2006 01:59:00 AM  
Blogger debambam said...

oh I forgot to mention...i been slack, reasons for said slackness can be found on blog...will be around a little more regularly hopefully..happy mothers day!!

5/14/2006 01:59:00 AM  
Blogger Natalia said...

WOW did you realize how many mistakes I made in that comment? Scary that I am a teacher.... ROTFL :) My kids would love that.

And yes...you are right about the time off and I have granted myself enough of that. It's time to pick it back up.


5/14/2006 09:11:00 AM  
Blogger sassinak said...

deb: i love mini golf, it's ridiculous amounts of fun...

why is that weird? the use of giant windmills? now that's weird...

i been slack too, there's been this dating thing and also spring and sun... happy mom's day to you mom deb... see you soon.

nat: that's okay, we love you anyway... better watch it, i'll tell your kids... *snerk*

good, i'm glad you had a nice slack period before the overworking starts...

5/14/2006 01:32:00 PM  
Blogger Matt Vella said...

Sounds like a good ol' time. :)

I hope ya had a good weekend sweety.

5/14/2006 03:53:00 PM  
Blogger sassinak said...

i did i did

right back atcha hunee

5/15/2006 12:22:00 AM  
Blogger Da Mute said...

Just a test post to see if having a Blogger ID will make me show up in "Recent Comments" now...

5/17/2006 12:32:00 PM  

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