August 8, 2007
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Day 2
Highlights:
-A local pub serves Starbucks coffee. This is suspect since it's not really a Starbucks, but we give it a whirl for good measure and it turns out to be delicious. Victory! Christy also orders a veggie egg-white omelette with a side of hashbrowns--they should have called it "butter and cheese omelette" instead. Yikes!
-We trek up to Pinecrest Lake with Christy's parents midmorning. They couldn't set up camp until after 2pm, so we hung out at the shore and had lunch at the local burger/ice-cream joint. I was wearing my tribute to Super Mario Bros. shirt (the one that says "this is why I'm hot" with the picture of the flower).
I cannot tell you how many people were noticing my shirt. It was hilarious. People all day were walking by and pointing out my shirt to their friends. Dozens and dozens of people. I told you it was cool! Then we rested for a bit and rented two paddle-boats. Christy, Noah, and I went on a boat, and Nathaniel and Christy's parents on another. We paddled all around for an hour on the lake, then headed over to set up camp. Putting together their tent was a challenge, to say the least, but I finally conquered it...-Dinner and put-put golfing with the whole family at the local Twain Harte Mini-Golf. This was super fun with about twenty of us (Jon and Erin had joined us by this time) as we pretty much took over that place. I tied for first place with a two other family members...OK, so this is the mini-golf place I've been going to since I was a wee lad. I mean, it's been around for 30 years or more--same owners--same course--same snacks at the snack bar. So in my sentimentality, I ask for one of the kinds of golf balls that I remember from the days of yore--it was half-white and half colored. This lady pulls out a box full of these old, ratty, beat-up balls, and I choose white/orange. She says "You can't buy these anymore, I keep them in my archives..." Ok, cool--whatever. About mid-way through the game I get it in my head I want to buy this ball because I love it, and it reminds me of the days my brother and I would come down 3 to 4 times a week during the summer and play game after game of mini-golf. We all finish our games and I ask the lady if she'd be interested in selling a couple of these cool balls to me--"Nope."
??!! I'm a little bit shocked.
"No?" I replied.
"You can't buy these anymore, I keep them in my archives..." repeating the same thing she told me earlier.
I'm still flabbergasted that she wouldn't part with a couple of balls out of the large box full of them...
"Do you want to buy just one?" She asks.
"Well, I was thinking one of each color."
(she's shaking her head)
"How many colors are there?" I sheepishly ask.
"Five"
At this point I was about to start offering big bucks...but I was just too confused to go on, so I just walked away. Why wouldn't this lady part with 5 golf balls they never use? When CLEARLY there are millions of other cool golf balls out there...I just DON'T GET IT. And it's not like I'm a stranger. I've been going to this golf course my WHOLE LIFE!!! Weird...just plain weird...Memorable quotes:
"So you cooked this chicken with Extra Virgin Olive Oil? So what's the opposite of Extra Virgin Olive Oil?" -John, about the tasty dinner we had.btw-much discussion on that poignant question ensued...
Comments (7)
Again, I say- LET THE POOR WOMAN KEEP THE GOLF BALLS, IT'S THEIR CAREER.
That must have been Christy commenting.
And I think it's a little weird that you wanted the golf balls. But, that being said, we are all a little weird, so ok. But why wouldn't you be satisfied with buying just one?
^^I couldn't decide on the color. AND YES. That was "I-don't-know-how-to-sign-out-and-sign-back-in-as-myself Christy"
I love paddle boating! Except in the lightning, like JD & I did in Oregon. And by the way, I think people were pointing at your shirt because they were wondering why you were so conceited as to wear a shirt that said "this is why I'm hot", not because they knew what it meant. Heehee.
Umm. What exactly would you do with the golf balls had she decided to sell them to you anyway? But them in a box w/ your batman chip... ???
And, for the last time, Mario isn't hot. He's just yellow!
So... maybe the shirt should read "this is why I'm jaundiced"
Glad to hear that you are having a nice vaca!
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