August 10, 2007

  • Day 3 & 4

    EDIT ADD:

    Let me just clarify that the reason for my  frustration with the golf balls has nothing to do with the fact that I can't have them, but rather that the excuse for not letting them go wasn't reasonable or logical. It's just weird. And that is why it is blogworthy...

    Day 3
    Relaxing around the house...seeing my parents off to Hawaii...visiting with an old friend...dinner with my brother John & his wife...and roasting marshmallows with family in Pinecrest.

    Then, after that was all done, we drive back to Twain Harte for one final night before returning to sunny Covina and Christy says mockingly, "You should go back to the mini-golf course and try to buy those balls again..."

    I was already turning around.

    So I go back there and slap a 20 on the counter and say, "Have you thought any more about selling those balls?"
    The golf lady looked shocked.
    "Uh...I haven't even talked to my husband about it..."
    She turns and mutters something to him and he pipes up with the same nonsensical retort she gave the night before,  "What?! No! They don't even sell those anymore!"

    Now--let's pause right there and examine the logic--because I just don't get it. You have a box full of these old things. You never use them. You have hundreds of other golf balls that you use regularly. BUT, you don't want to sell 5 of the 80 old, used, beat up balls to a dude that grew up playing golf at your course every day and is now an adult that JUST wants them for sentimental reasons because they don't SELL them anymore.

    Stupid Twain Harte-ians. That doesn't make any sense at all. They aren't worth anything to ANYONE. It's just ridiculous! Ridiculous, I say!!
    Well...needless to say, I walked away disappointed and quite confused. She said that she'd give them to my parents if they ever decided to part with them, and that she wouldn't sell them to me--they would be a gift.
    So...I don't REALLY care about it. I just wanted one/some because it is a part of my past. But I'm really not a baby about it. Life goes on...rant over.

    Day 4 we drove home--gladly. It is nice to be back home even though it is nice to get away.
    Kids make vacation a little less restful than it used to be.
    We ended off the evening by renting The Wizard of Oz and Casino Royale.
    Strangely enough, both started off in black and white, and then changed to color later.
    Another odd twist is that Victor Fleming directed TWOO and Ian Fleming wrote the Bond character. I have no idea if they are related, and I'm just too tired right now to care.
    It was really cool to watch part of TWOO after not seeing it for a good decade or two. I didn't realize that it took a great 20 minutes of the movie to actually GET to Oz--AND with the recent love I've developed for Wicked, it's fun to watch the original story and see how they took details from TWOO and incorporated them into Wicked. Brilliant.

    Also--I had to give back the sweet Apple MacBookPro (laptop) that Christ-First bought for me last year (one tear). It is only proper, given the circumstances, but I will miss it.
    The good news is that I'm supposed to be issued a laptop from APU later this year, although it will be a PC. Hey...it's still another machine! I won't balk at that!

    I may post photos soon.
    Off to San Diego this weekend!

Comments (17)

  • You're really weird about those golf balls, man.

    Hey, I can't see a movie tommorow. I forgot I'm running another book table at YLFC's VBS that night.

  • Single tear.

    GOULET!

  • "If Mittens chose to save Baby Penguin based on his beliefs and Mittens’ beliefs are not in his direct control, does Mittens really have free will?”

  • Mike, you said you couldn't see a movie with me because you were running that table on WEDNESDAY night. I think you need to come up with a new excuse.

    Yeah, you are pretty weird about those golf balls.

    And so it begins. You guys are going to San Diego. And not having a Harry Potter marathon with me. :(

  • Thanks for the five stars.  I never got five stars before.  Tom and I are going to see Wicked with Shannon and JD in October so you gave me a great idea to watch TWOO before going. :)   See you in choir!

  • ^^Nice! It will make a difference, I'm sure!

  • Maybe they also want the golf balls for sentimental reasons...?

  • Yes, Celina is right.

  • I think Celina is right, too, but that still doesn't make it logical.  If they're keeping them for sentimental reasons & they know you also want them for sentimental reasons (not because they're valuable & you want to sell them on eBay or something), you'd think they would just give or sell you a few.  I know what you mean.  It's hard to deal with illogical when you think you're being logical.  But such is life.  :o )  Glad we'll see you this weekend.

  • ^^^I KNOW!

    Finally, someone understands...

  • No one understands. You've got an unhealthy golf ball obsession and you need to seek professional counciling. They're NOT YOURS TO DEMAND!!!!

  • Word.

  • I didn't demand them. I just wanted to purchase them.

    I'm suing.

  • Like I told Daniel, he was dealing with people who OWN A MINI GOLF COURSE IN TWAINE HARTE FOR A LIVING. It doesn't have to make sense.

  • Yeah. I mean...they're only open like 4 months out of the year anyways.

  • Let me know if you need any help setting up your superior computing marvel later this year... : ) 

  • ^^I probably will need help since it's such a piece of junk.

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