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Donde!?!

Don't get me wrong...if any of god's good creatures had to go I would nominate mosquito in a hot second but I'm bewildered, astonished, puzzled by the wide scale absence of the nuisance on my recent east coast escapade. In central New Hampshire, where sundown usually dictates screened porch time, one could play far into the starry evening and not get a single bite. The only time mosquito was a bother happened at the deeper holes of the regional disc golf courses I played. Otherwise mosquito was hardly found.

As with the bees, my father blames cell phone/radio waves that blast invisible and pervasively in these modern times. Seems like a theory to me.

I'm not sure how I truly feel about this.

Shark Attack!

I stopped giving updates about my softball team, The Bad News Beers as the season got better and brighter. Had to miss 3 games during my journey east but we kept rolling on with convincing victories against every team in our league with exception of one....The Sharks.

In our first loss of the season they beat us by one run and several weeks later they beat us by two. Last night we faced off in the league championship game and lost for the 3rd and final time of the season 14-1...yeah, we were crushed. In all fairness though that was our second game of the night (as we had to play into the chamionship round) and the Sharkies were fresh and hungry (or thirsty if you will).

This was a season of so many firsts. First winning season, first playoff appearance, first title shot. It was really exciting and I look forward to Fall League. The loss was a real downer but I won't let it overshadow our amazing cinderella-like run. I suggested that it might just be time for us to change our team name/identity to simply, The Beers....no more bad news!

Probably won't be reporting too much about the team anymore. I've noted well our milestones. This space is more than a fan page for a B-Tier Co-ed Rec team in the SC mountains. If anything supercool happens I'll make note though. Otherwise, if you want the latest Beer info ask and I'll proudly tell. Maybe I'll even share some stories of that magical summer back in 2010.

Hoaxalicious

In about three seconds it happened (and that's been happening in weird ways) that I rode the pendulum from disappointment to snickery joy! The above photo and twitter propelled rumor that July 5th was 'Back to the Future Day' was a fabricated hoax. The real day is set to happen October 21st, 2015. Only 5 more years till hoverboards and Delorean time travel. Godamnit somebody mark the freakin' calendar!!

Someone taking the time to doctor this image and pass it as fact makes me smile. I marvel over shenanigans. You have to love how fast a lie can travel in the present... but I wonder if lies will somehow gain speed in future times. Nuclear propelled lies and mischief faster than sound. Believe nothing. Ever.

BTW- Did you hear this is the last season of the Simpsons?

Escape from Vacation Island

Whelp, the trip is long over now, my sleep cycle has nearly recovered but I'm filled with memories of a 3 week east coast odyssey. Whenever you get to spend sweet time with all the people you love you can only be tremendously thankful, although the emotional hangover hangs super heavy.

Had the sort of trip that makes me question my whole life.

Here's some trip stats (in no particular order) that resonate:
* 4+ hours sleep a night for much, much too long

* 100+ miles zipping around the lake atop an undersized Raleigh

* 2 3rd place finishes upon the longest croquet course in Wulamat folk lore

* a boat named Mary that found time to listen

* another named Joseph that loved to turn 360's

* 2 tiny fish caught, one a blue gill, both set free

* a raucous ride home in Tin Can from the Isle of Mayhew

* a wonderful show and a terrible storm atop a dead quarry

* 2 trips to visit my stunningly beautiful grandmother who has 101 years

* a pile of chips I couldn't count (or sort)

* Much disc golfing with turbo and alone..no P.B.'s nor aces but a decent flock of birds

* far too many blown opps

* 2 triples and 2 quadruples all in one round

* a "new" sport called Cornhole that makes beer better

* one vicious round of monopoly that would make Trump blush (sorry Dubros)

* Anecdotal stories from Super Bowl XXXVII

* more AM conversations I yearn for now

* 4 Tsunami's (Coutney's/Arthur's Boat/A Choppy Day/Hole 17)

* 6 something pizzas

* 6-2 in scrabble bouts with mom

* 200 puzzle pieces shy of 1000

* way too many uncycled articles of refuse

* a bag of great books gone to amazing families

* a spiderman trip up the Holt trail with a beautiful couple to be wed in november

* one 7+ foot wooden Indian guarding the trail of wrong ways

* $700+ bones to fulfill the fun

* a relentless wind

* too many moons to change my mind

Welcome to the dessert pile french fries!

(pics by Tim)