I took a bunch of Jr. High kids from a church youth group down hill skying once. I fell down for about an hour, until I kind of got the hang of it. What pisses you off the most is the little 6-7 year old kids, with rich parents, who just about live on the slopes, and when you fall down, and are lucky enough to keep both of your skis from running down the hill, and are trying to get them back on, these rotten little pricks are running circles around you taunting you, like, " hey, do you need some help?" Uh, no, if I needed help, I would just kill you, and toss you down under me for traction, you rotten little bastards. While I admit that it might be fun, if you really spent the time to learn how to do it, I had already broken my back once by then, and another time didn't seem like a good idea, and so I never tried again. I did golf for a long time, since my dad and a half a dozen of his buddies started a golf course. But they didn't have any money. One was a farmer, who wanted to retire from farming, and so they turned his farm into a golf course. Another was the head of HR for Teledyne Continental Motors, and he went onto the production line, and wrote a scrap tag onto a huge irrigation pump, and the company truck delivered it to their golf course pond. For free, mind you. The rest of the men sold shared to the golf course, to all of their families and friends, in order to get some cash flow. Eventually they made their money back, plus a few dividends on occasion. They did contact one of the pros from a different club that was in the area, before they started, and the guy told them, " Well, I will say , you guys do have a lot of guts." But they did make a go of it, running it for 20 some years, before selling it to a guy from Colorado, who wanted a small, open key, golf course, to take over in his retirement years. A really good, salt of the earth type, he kept it the same, and just passed away last year. The original 6-7 guys were on the permanent board, and their kids golfed for free, and so my twin brother would get a ride their in the morning, during summer, and then when my dad was on his way home after work, he would swing by and pick us up. Only one of us, a good friend, went on to become aa real good golfer, playing scratch golf, meaning having no handicap. He golfs just about every single course here in Michigan including some that the pros play, and always does very well. I asked him about going pro, and trying to qualify for Q school. He just said that it takes way too much time and money, and every one of the men who attempt to qualify are all exceptionally better than he is. That tells you just how good the professionals are. They aren't like normal golfers. The one thing that I do like about golf is that I can hit aa shot that at times is just as good as the pros can do. A put from 15 feet that goes in, is the same for me as it is for the pro who makes it. But for him, it is just an everyday thing, but for me, it is a tough put sometimes. Plus, their courses are much more difficult than the ones that are open to the general public.
It would have been nice if they put as much effort into clearing the stairs as the main pathways. I know ski boots hamper normal walking, but the person looked like they over did it and was having a tough time walking in general.
Looks like that woman never been off dry sidewalk or pavement in her life. She needs to go back to the city.
ReplyDeleteWas the bar open that early in that morning?
ReplyDeleteAt 7-Springs the bar is named the " Foggy Goggle " .
DeleteI never skied, never really wanted to and about the closest I ever got would be about like the girl going down the steps.
ReplyDeleteDaryl
Yep, same here. However, I would really like to see some real snow in the mountains one day. Tallest mountain/hill I’ve been on was Clingman’s Dome.?
DeleteI got 32 seconds in before killing the audio.
ReplyDeleteGreat commercial!
ReplyDeleteI'm much too fond of my knees and ankles to ever take them skiing.
ReplyDeleteI took a bunch of Jr. High kids from a church youth group down hill skying once. I fell down for about an hour, until I kind of got the hang of it.
ReplyDeleteWhat pisses you off the most is the little 6-7 year old kids, with rich parents, who just about live on the slopes, and when you fall down, and are lucky enough to keep both of your skis from running down the hill, and are trying to get them back on, these rotten little pricks are running circles around you taunting you, like, " hey, do you need some help?"
Uh, no, if I needed help, I would just kill you, and toss you down under me for traction, you rotten little bastards.
While I admit that it might be fun, if you really spent the time to learn how to do it, I had already broken my back once by then, and another time didn't seem like a good idea, and so I never tried again.
I did golf for a long time, since my dad and a half a dozen of his buddies started a golf course. But they didn't have any money. One was a farmer, who wanted to retire from farming, and so they turned his farm into a golf course. Another was the head of HR for Teledyne Continental Motors, and he went onto the production line, and wrote a scrap tag onto a huge irrigation pump, and the company truck delivered it to their golf course pond. For free, mind you.
The rest of the men sold shared to the golf course, to all of their families and friends, in order to get some cash flow. Eventually they made their money back, plus a few dividends on occasion.
They did contact one of the pros from a different club that was in the area, before they started, and the guy told them, " Well, I will say , you guys do have a lot of guts." But they did make a go of it, running it for 20 some years, before selling it to a guy from Colorado, who wanted a small, open key, golf course, to take over in his retirement years. A really good, salt of the earth type, he kept it the same, and just passed away last year.
The original 6-7 guys were on the permanent board, and their kids golfed for free, and so my twin brother would get a ride their in the morning, during summer, and then when my dad was on his way home after work, he would swing by and pick us up.
Only one of us, a good friend, went on to become aa real good golfer, playing scratch golf, meaning having no handicap. He golfs just about every single course here in Michigan including some that the pros play, and always does very well. I asked him about going pro, and trying to qualify for Q school. He just said that it takes way too much time and money, and every one of the men who attempt to qualify are all exceptionally better than he is. That tells you just how good the professionals are. They aren't like normal golfers.
The one thing that I do like about golf is that I can hit aa shot that at times is just as good as the pros can do. A put from 15 feet that goes in, is the same for me as it is for the pro who makes it. But for him, it is just an everyday thing, but for me, it is a tough put sometimes. Plus, their courses are much more difficult than the ones that are open to the general public.
Hey. While you're at it, what happened to you in the second grade?
DeleteHAHA!
DeleteThat would be me
ReplyDeleteIt would have been nice if they put as much effort into clearing the stairs as the main pathways. I know ski boots hamper normal walking, but the person looked like they over did it and was having a tough time walking in general.
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