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Posted By The Cigar Soldier on May 13, 2009
I should have yelled TWO! Happy Hump day pigs!
Thank you to everyone who attended Cigar Night on the 5th, it was another great night of camaraderie and stogies. Next month we have a full day of fun planned and I will have many more details to follow shortly but I wanted to make you kids aware of the afternoon activities in store for you. Depending on the weather, we have reserved a few tee times at Ledgeview (the old Mystry Hills) to go hit the links for a round of golf before heading to Easy E’s for Cigar Night. I’m going to give you a little advice. There’s a force in the universe that makes things happen. And all you have to do is get in touch with it, stop thinking, let things happen, and be the ball. If you want to be the ball, Brother Phil has already set up some times for 1:00 to 1:30 for anyone wanting to smack it around for 18 holes. If you can’t bail out of work that long but would like to get in a quick 9, he also has a few slots reserved at 3:15 and 3:30 so you can still enjoy the day by catching up with the gang for the second round. Drinks and cigars are mandatory so bring your “A” game and maybe give a little effort into not loosing all your money or balls.
We need to know numbers ASAP so please email phild@deperelaw.com right away if you are interested in getting involved. Now I’m not kidding around, if you’re gonna play get off your lazy ash and let him know right now! What the hell are you doing still reading this? Didn’t I tell you to email him right away? Go ahead, I’ll wait. While you’re emailing Phil, I’ll tell you a story about my summer job as a caddy.
So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald… striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one – big hitter, the Lama – long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga… gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, “Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.” And he says, “Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.” So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.Good you’re back. Groups will be set based on who signs up unless you put together your own foursome so let Phil know when you sign up. You know, you should play with Dr. Beeper and myself. I mean, he’s been club champion for three years running and I’m no slouch myself. We will have a contingency plan for inclement weather but right now just sign up and be sure to tell your boss you need the afternoon of June 2ndoff for a mental break so you don’t go “postal” and start shooting up the office or smash that fucken fax machine that grabs 4 pages at a time.
I will have much more info about what is planned on the evening of June 2nd for our monthly Cigar Night so look for details shortly.
In the immortal words of Jean Paul Sartre, ‘Au revoir, gopher’.
The Cigar Soldier
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