Seriously, I'm Addicted

These Kids Are Morons!

I have a new addiction. It is Youtube. And it is hilarious. Check this out....

Dominant Eye

Holy Shit. I just read in a golf magazine how to find if you are left or right eye dominant. Make a circle with your thumb and first finger, and center it on an object a few feet away. Now close each eye one at a time, and the eye that stays centered on the object is your dominant eye.

Why? Because when putting or lining up golf shots (or in other examples shooting rifles left or right handed, etc.), it can affect your success if you are looking through your weaker eye. Well I just found out I am right handed, but left-eye dominant. Shit. Less than 70% of the population is left eye dominant, and even less than that are right handed and left-eye dominant. You add that to the white jeans and I am one pretty unique fucker.

Now I go back to that golf picture of me trying to hit left handed, and the fact that I bat left handed, and I think I was meant to be a lefty. I bet my parents just didn't want to buy me left handed sporting equipment...

How about you? Righty or Lefty? Right eye or Left eye? Or can you throttle the goblin with both hands???

Beauties of a small town (more pics)

A benefit of living in a small town is that when I want to go golfing after work, I can get a tee-time no problem on a quality course last minute, for only $20-40, and I can pick up my clubs at lunch. Bet you can't pull any of those off in Seattle. Plus, I have time to take pictures of other frames with baby pictures...

Man I was a stud holding Afro-Dad's softball trophy with my little munchkin sister looking on. (Another quality Mom-present, this one from last year.)
Sporting the NBA Championship shirt with style is Abby, since we were born the year the Blazers won it.
And there is me already bragging (lying) about the size of stuff at a young age...Gotta love that linoleum floor back in the day.

Birthday Presents

My mom made me this for my birthday. That's me as a little blonde haired golfing god. Mom's are great at birthday presents. Even when you can't think of anything you need, they come up with something you love.

I especially like how I am swinging left handed with a right handed club. Probably why you see pictures of Tiger golfing correctly as a kid, and he went on to win millions, and why you see picture of me golfing as a kid, and I can only get down to a 13 handicap.

But I still love this frame. I will try to get a picture of the baseball frame she made me last year, and some more cute framed baby pictures for you to be jealous of this weekend. And hopefully I follow up with some Mexico pics and stories next week. My dumb ass forgot my camera so I have to get copies of pics from our friends.

Facts About Gus Vol. 15

He was the original Icy Hot Stunta. Gus has been straight ballin for years. Word.

How Many Men Does It Take To Open A Beer?

None. It should already be opened when she brings it to you.

Birthday quotes of the day

"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading."
- Henny Youngman

Happy Birthday To Me,
Happy Birthday to Me,
Happy Birthday Dear Erik,
"LET'S GET PISSED!"

"One of the good things about getting older is you find yourself more interesting than most of the people you meet."
-Lee Marvin

Happy Berfday Gus

Happy B-Day Gus. You're the shit!

You've Got To See This

Holy shit!!!!!

Happy Birthdays!

Happy B-day Mrs. G-Dizzle. One more year.......

Gus, happy B-day tomorrow. Thanks for the awesome BBQ on the fourth. Even though you cheat at four-square.

Why I Love Maria....

A while ago I wrote a post about my Three. Emily was busting my balls on why Maria Sharapova made my list (along with Jessica Alba and Elisha Cuthbert). Well I think this picture explains it all.
Damn! Now I need a cold shower.

Beer Gardening

Saturday was the annual "Go Fourth" Beer Gardens here in town. From what I remember, it was a blast.
My day Saturday started off with some wiffleball. After having a couple of brews and kicking the shit out of the other team I headed home for a little rest.
My good buddy Tyler got married about two weeks ago in Hawaii and had his reception Saturday afternoon. I headed over there and had some brews, visited with Tyler, our buddy Shane and some others and even got lei'd. Twice. It was starting to be a very good evening.
The beer gardens are put on by a local committee here in town. They shoot for the day before the fourth of July every year, but some years they have to have it on the first or second, just so it falls on a weekend. The wedding reception I was at just happened to be right across the street from the beer gardens. The drunken gods were smiling upon me this day.
I wandered across the street and kept the good times going. Shortly thereafter I ran into Gus and we drank beer. And more beer. I also got to chat with a bunch of friends that I haven't seen in a long time.
Apparently I drank a little too much, as I don't remember about the last hour of the beer gardens or the stop by Taco Bell on the way home.
What I do remember is waking up on my couch at about 2.30 that night, not knowing where I was. I regained my composure, stumbled to bed, and passed the buck out.

If I said or did anything offensive to you while I was at the beer gardens, I'm sorry. Really.

I am the Champion, My Friends

So the Wiffleball League's World Series was today. My team won it all! The Series was set up as a best of five series. We won the first two, lost one then won the fourth game. You can go to the CCWA webpage for a complete recap.