FCC decided it was time to redye the hair a nice "Ash Mahogany Dark Brown." This is not what this post is all about.
After applying the AMDB dye, FCC had to leave it in the hair for a half hour, but that is not what this post is about.
We have a 10-month old kitten called Max. This post is almost about him.
This post is about Max's reaction to the pre-rinse out hair style of FCC. For the half hour he followed FCC around the cabin staring at her head. It was as if he was thinking, "Who are you? Where is my mommy? What the @#^* did you do to your Hair!?"
The good news is, after the rinse out, comb out and drying, Max is much happier!
Later, Mushers!
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Abnormal Swing
I was in conversation with my supervisor, an avid golfer and gunsmith, when I mentioned my wide stance when using my 5-iron.
He thought that I should bring my feet closer together and bend my knees more. The broader stance removed the power that is generated from the turning of my hips during the back swing.
I asked if longer clubs could let me have less of a knee bend, and the boss replied that most people take the same club length, and asked me to stand next to him so he could compare the heights of our knuckles from the floor. Apparently, the knuckles of most men are the same distance off the ground, but when we stood side by side, my knuckles were 3 inches higher than the boss's.
He used the word abnormal; I prefer...exceptional!
Later, Mushers!
He thought that I should bring my feet closer together and bend my knees more. The broader stance removed the power that is generated from the turning of my hips during the back swing.
I asked if longer clubs could let me have less of a knee bend, and the boss replied that most people take the same club length, and asked me to stand next to him so he could compare the heights of our knuckles from the floor. Apparently, the knuckles of most men are the same distance off the ground, but when we stood side by side, my knuckles were 3 inches higher than the boss's.
He used the word abnormal; I prefer...exceptional!
Later, Mushers!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Zen and the "Art" of Golf
One of the problems I've been having with my golf game- one of my many problems- is the habit of lifting my head during the swing. This results in my topping the ball, and oddly, this does nothing for my score.
My golf buddy, Joe Candy, suggests bending my legs while keeping my back straight. I could keep the back straight, but had to have a wider stance instead of bending the knees.
It worked! I got under the ball and get some great shots.
Of course, from a distance, my wide-legged, bent-knee stance looks less than...elegant. Actually, a stance like that is usually seen- if seen at all- under cover while the "stancer" is answering the call of the wild!
I've decided to get longer clubs. Until then I'm going to insist that I am combining yoga with golf, and I am practicing the "lone horseman" pose!
Later, Mushers!
My golf buddy, Joe Candy, suggests bending my legs while keeping my back straight. I could keep the back straight, but had to have a wider stance instead of bending the knees.
It worked! I got under the ball and get some great shots.
Of course, from a distance, my wide-legged, bent-knee stance looks less than...elegant. Actually, a stance like that is usually seen- if seen at all- under cover while the "stancer" is answering the call of the wild!
I've decided to get longer clubs. Until then I'm going to insist that I am combining yoga with golf, and I am practicing the "lone horseman" pose!
Later, Mushers!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Fun in the Great Outdoors
While FCC went shopping down south, a buddy of mine, Joe Candy, and I went to play golf at the Runamuk Golf and Gun Club.
It is still early in the season, so we didn't have to worry about bugs, but we do need to carry a shotgun in our bag when we are playing a round to scare off any bears that may be using the course as a shortcut. Personally, I've found that a shotgun blast is a lot easier on the throat than shouting "fore!"
For the most part, I avoided the muskeg, found more balls than I lost, actually hit the ball straight on occasion.
Today, I defrost!
Later, Mushers!
It is still early in the season, so we didn't have to worry about bugs, but we do need to carry a shotgun in our bag when we are playing a round to scare off any bears that may be using the course as a shortcut. Personally, I've found that a shotgun blast is a lot easier on the throat than shouting "fore!"
For the most part, I avoided the muskeg, found more balls than I lost, actually hit the ball straight on occasion.
Today, I defrost!
Later, Mushers!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Speaking to the Clan Elder
Tonight was my turn to call Auntie Upstream.
Auntie Upstream is a 91 year old sister of my father, the late Buffalo, and the last of that particular generation.
To say that she in indomitable is a understatement. In truth, Upstream got her name from the observation that "if she fell in a river and drowned, you would have to look for the body upstream. She would be too stubborn to go with the flow!"
Of course, this description does not apply to my sisters, Patience, Prodigal, and Pearl (as in Pit Bull with Pearls- she isn't a type A personality, she's just driven!)
Auntie, a widow for the past 15 years, has succumb to the years. Well, the truth is that her body is shot, but her mouth is in fine form. Thank God for phone plans!
I have to go now, and get the kinks out of my shoulders and neck.
Later, Mushers!
Auntie Upstream is a 91 year old sister of my father, the late Buffalo, and the last of that particular generation.
To say that she in indomitable is a understatement. In truth, Upstream got her name from the observation that "if she fell in a river and drowned, you would have to look for the body upstream. She would be too stubborn to go with the flow!"
Of course, this description does not apply to my sisters, Patience, Prodigal, and Pearl (as in Pit Bull with Pearls- she isn't a type A personality, she's just driven!)
Auntie, a widow for the past 15 years, has succumb to the years. Well, the truth is that her body is shot, but her mouth is in fine form. Thank God for phone plans!
I have to go now, and get the kinks out of my shoulders and neck.
Later, Mushers!
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