Happy Camper I Am Not

     That's the way Yoda would put that I am a little bummed today. That was shameless, I know. Trying to cash in on all the hype built around the new Star Wars movie is kind of stretching it, but who cares? Anything to build the readership of my blog. That's not totally true as I do have some morals and I attend a conservative Presbyterian church. Something still bothers me though. Does Yoda play golf?
      Let's get back on track here. I am a little disappointed today. It is Saturday you know and my wife is at a Church Women's Conference.  She will be gone all day. The weather is fantastic and it is a perfect day to go out and hit the links. I have been thinking about today for about a week and it was supposed to be golf day today. I was excited.
     Yesterday, I called my course to see if I could get on. The conversation with Clarke was very pleasant and we talked about a lot of things.  All was well until I asked the question. "Can I get on as a single tomorrow morning and what time?"
     There was silence for what seemed like the duration of the last ice age. Clarke broke that silence by saying, "Sorry Dave but we have the last tournament of the year tomorrow and we are booked solid until after noon." So much for global warming as the course was booked just like that ice in the last ice age.
     Again, there was silence. I have to play in the morning so that I can be home for my wife. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
     You wouldn't have wanted to see the look on my face when I heard the course was booked. I didn't have a mirror but I can tell you that I haven't made that face since my first wife said she wanted a divorce. It was the look of pure anger. I almost jumped through the phone line to strangle Clarke, but I knew I couldn't because I was talking on a cell phone.  This isn't Star Trek and after all and I can't beam over there. You are still safe, Clarke. Besides, it wasn't his fault. My ex wife is safe too and it was her fault.
    I valiantly tried to get on another course in the area but to no avail. What is this, tournament day?  Don't they know that "Big Dave" wants to play golf.  The nerve of them scheduling tournaments like that. There ought to be a law against that.  I though that since I write a blog, I should have a bit more influence than that. I guess my view of my importance is a bit inflated. Who knows, I'll have to work on that.
    I will just have to work on some of the mundane tasks that I have to complete like doing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. So be it, I accept my fate. There will be no playing golf today, darn.  All I guess I can say is:

                                           

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU.

Something I'm not going to see today. The first tee at RanchoDelRey.