Patio Lanterns

Thank heavens, finally we are due for some warm weather. Yes, it still sucks in the evenings but come this weekend with a potential high of 19 I’ll be able to start gearing up some sun for this playoff beard. Sun for the beard means numerous summer activities begin to take precedence.

The most important being golf season.

Now before everyone jumps on my coat tails about the driving range (and some courses) being open already let me tell you that I ALREADY KNOW THAT, but sadly I’m the type that thinks golfing on temporary greens is for beginners (who am I kidding I’m no professional) and if I can’t wear shorts golfing I get extremely uncomfortable and jungle rot sets in.

Oh and did I mention drinking beer on a golf course isn’t nearly as enjoyable when it’s topping out at 10 degrees as opposed to 20. No? Well it is, I’m not the type of drinker that likes having to hammer beer to keep warm, you end up drinking to little and tend to develop a bad case of the shanks around hole 11. This golf season should be glorious as we will once again try to tackle multiple courses scattered throughout the Edmonton region, if anyone has any suggestions I’m more then willing to listen…more importantly if you want to try and hustle me on the course for money I’m in, until I lose and have to pay up.

My second summer activity involves patio lanterns.

There is nothing better then sitting on a patio. At home or a bar is satisfactory although I usually prefer at home because a garbage can full of ice and beer isn’t acceptable at most bar/pub’s. Not to mention people are starting to look at me funny because of this second coat of hair I have growing on my face and I’m not sure if I will be socially accepted to much longer, I think people are already giving me the heebie jeebies at the gym.

Regardless this post really has no other point besides that I like Golf and Patios and more importantly the sun. If anyone wants to indulge in the festivities this weekend or perhaps just come take a photo of the next coming of a facial Sasquatch swing by 118th and 101st, I’ll be the one either wearing Kim Mitchell tight jean shorts or a hot pair of short shorts complete with a grade 5 Chicago Blackhawks jersey.

If you’re lucky enough I may even allow you to taste a Bud Light Lime.

On a final note I want to thank everyone this past weekend for calling me Ben Affleck, it really makes one appreciate the dirtiness of this playoff beard. Secondly thanks to one William Wallace who was such a good friend he ordered me one alcoholic swamp water (a bunch of different hard liquor blended together and topped off with delicious coke to make a smooth blend of instant puke) and while he didn’t force me to drink it he certainly didn’t advise against it. The two hours I spent hovering over that white porcelain will never soon be forgotten.

Pictures from this past weekends jersey dance will be posted shortly as will the videos that I still have to screen.

PS. GO BLACKHAWKS