Friday, August 10, 2007

Vijay Singh is trying to kill me.

In case you hadn't heard, there's this little golf tournament going on in Tulsa.


Whee! My second major! That's just exciting. Now all I've got to do is get to Augusta and the British Open - *both* of which I would actually have a place to crash during. Sweet. We actually got out to the Wednesday practice round this year (my dad came down for the festivities), as I wanted to a) get some pictures and b) scout out some interesting places to be on Sunday.

I think what's going to happen is that my dad's going to end up camping out semi-near the green on 18, where there's a great stand of trees that will provide shade just about all day long (it's DAMN hot). You can watch approach shots/putts on both 9 and 18 from there as well as get a clear view of the leaderboard. And right near there, 10-12 make a big loop, so from time to time I suspect I'll wander that loop when somebody I want to see has just made the turn. Tiger, Phil, Vijay, Sergio, etc. It's a plan. There's also a sweet little spot up near the 18th green where I'll probably spend some time - I've been watching the last couple of days on TV and noticed that 95% of the time, there were very few people there. Probably because it's in the direct, blazing sun. But I was there for maybe an hour during Wednesday's practice round, and aside from being right next to the green, it's got a *great* view of the approach shot on 18. It's also where Vijay tried to drop a ball on my head on Wednesday afternoon!


Vijay's ball. Nothing like the good old duck and cover! What sucked about it was that since it was a practice round and would have been a particularly hellacious chip from there, he didn't even play that ball from there. His caddy just came over and picked it up while he diddled around on the green. I wanted some sweet close-up action shots! Stupid practice round.

It's been a great week chez Todd. Even if it is a million bajillion bobillion degrees outside. And there was a scorpion upstairs in my tub the other night. And somebody decided they wanted to break the computer at work and make me come in twice during my "vacation" to fix it. But hey! Dad's in town, so is the PGA tour, I just got a new car, I just met a groovy gal, the NFL is back on the tube, I've got a belly full of pork chops, broccoli, and baked potato... who am I to complain?

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Just... wow.

After pretty much throwing in the towel on the idea of ever meeting somebody even halfway worthwhile again, my best friend and his girlfriend up and throw the most amazing woman into my life. She's gorgeous and hilarious. And a reader - and a King fan! And incredibly interesting. And intelligent, well-spoken, and strong. And and and. I had serious doubts that anybody like her even existed anymore. Just talking to her on the phone gives me butterflies. (I don't even care that she's a Green Bay Packers fan! That's saying a whole heck of a lot.)

And I know this blog has been defunct for so long that there's probably nobody even paying attention to it anymore. That's fine. I just had to get this feeling off my chest in *some* way that didn't involve my roomie laughing at me and going "See? I told you." Of course, what's going to happen is that she'll follow the link here from my myspace page at some point as we're emailing back and forth there, and so the one person in the world to read this will be her. Because this is the way the world works. But you know what? Screw it. Let her read. She's going to find out at some point anyway. Actually, long years of the mostly single life have probably made me transparent enough that she knows at least half of it already. ^_^

ION: I miss you, blog. When fall gets here and I'm *finally* in my own place again without all the roommate-related drains on my time, I promise to come love on you again. You don't deserve to be ignored like this and I'm an utter heel for doing so.