Fore!

So I was in a golf tournament this past Thursday.
It was my first time golfing. Ever.

I was golfing with my boss, who was most patient,
in a charity tournament. I don’t think I did too
badly, I hit the ball at least which is a good start.
I was no where as good as my teammates
of course but they were good about it.

One of the Edmonton Eskimos was at the tourney.
Actually, he was an auction item. Our team bid
on him and we got to have him on our team.
His name was Willie Pless. He was a pretty
good golfer and an even better sport. I would
hit my ball like 15 feet off to the left and he
would say “Good try, good try”. All of my
team was patient which made the day more
bearable. Because golf is just a wee bit slow
for me.

I turned out to be not too bad of a
putter, I actually got the ball in the hole
once much to my surprise. We golfed for
6.5 hours. I had hurt my back just a bit
from lifting weights earlier in the week
so I sat out the last 4 or 5 holes. Again,
my team was most understanding. My shots
were not helping the cause much anyway.


My boss almost lost me once. See, each time
she would stop the golf cart, I would get out,
she would tell me what club number to use,
we would go tee off. But once she stopped to
let another cart by, which I did not see. Boss
stops, I hop out. Boss drives away. I am
standing there waiting for my instructions.
Boss looks beside her – no passenger.
Lucky for me she didn’t drive too far, I got
back in and we continued on our merry way.

Here are some facts on Willie Pless, my teammate:

Willie was born February 21, 1964 was a star football
linebacker in the Canadian Football League.
Willie played his college football at the University of
Kansas. As a Jayhawk starter for only three years he
amassed an amazing 633 tackles. In 1991 he signed
with the Edmonton Eskimos as a free agent. During
his eight years with the Eskimos, he set club records
for most all time defensive tackles (813), tackles in
one season (177) and, on four occasions, tied the club
record for defensive tackles in one game (12).
Pless won numerous awards and honours throughout
his tenure as an Eskimo.

All in all the day wasn’t too bad. There was lots of
free snacks, drinks, and the usual temptations.
We were given a free pair of “professionally fitted
golf shoes” which I may or may not use.
The BBQ dinner was really good. Willie signed
an autograph while we ate. I wondered how he
felt about being disturbed while he ate his dinner.
He was very pleasant about it. Willie gave a speech
and then he was off to catch a flight. He left us
his 50/50 tickets. The boss and I stayed for a bit,
discovered we didn’t win the 50/50 draw and we took off.


So, I can now say I’ve been golfing. Would I do it again?
Not likely. Although I did have fun with the team
I was on, I suspect that would not be the case in a regular
game of golf. It’s unlikely the golfers behind you would
say “Good try, good try” when you hit the golf ball
15 feet off to the side.

There are a lot of rules on these golf courses. Wear this,
don’t wear that. They even tell you to wear socks.
Why? How can this possibly affect the golf course or
your game? No jeans either. Again, why? It’s beyond
me. If I was a paying golfer, I would resent them telling
me how I should dress for the day. Maybe I hate socks.
Maybe I love jeans.

I went to the driving range once with a friend and that
wasn’t too bad so maybe I will try that a few times before
taking on Tiger Woods. I wonder if Tiger Woods showed
up with no socks if they’d send him home?

Shoo Fly

So I have been stalked by a Fruit Fly for
6 days now. And I do mean stalked.
It lives here in my apartment. For almost
a week now it has followed me everywhere.
Into the bathroom, into the kitchen, living room.
He is even here right now watching me.
Which is weird.

For those who know me, I am anti-fruit.
And the fruit that is bought for hubby
is like oranges, apples etc. A minimal
amount is kept in our storage container
in the fridge. Plus, I thought Fruit Flies
only lived for a day or so. This fly is

obsessed with me and it is creeping me

out. So I decided to learn about about

this Fruit Fly species. See how they tick

and plan my strategy.

Fruitflies are attracted to very ripe or damaged fruit in the field where they lay their eggs. The life cycle in summer is approximately 7 to 8 days, with adults laying about 700 to 800 eggs in a 20- to 30-day life span (UC-Davis). Populations build up as temperatures become warmer. Ideal temperatures for development of this insect are in the low 80s F (27-30 C). The flies do not lay eggs at temperatures below 54 F (12 C) or above 91 F (33 C).

So there you go, I simply need to keep my

apartment below 12 degrees and no more

Fruit Flies. But where are the eggs coming from?

We have no very ripe fruit - actually I even looked

and as of yesterday we had 2 apples and one orange.

And some canned fruit - but I don't think they are coming

through the cans. And I'm sure it's the same Fruit

Fly - he looks the same. And he sounds the same.

And why me and not hubby? Do I smell like a banana?

Some other random Fruit Fly facts

Official name is Drosophila melanogaster.

The males are the smaller of the two sexes.

Are studied to test properties of many diseases.

Click here for studies on Fruit Fly Fights.

Fruit Fly DNA chart, I have no idea what this means.

One single gene controls courtship in Fruit Flies,

by changing just one gene, scientists can

make a female perform the courtship ritual of the male.

You can breed your own Fruit Flies here.

Here is a Fruit Fly with 2 bodies:

That's it for now, but remember:

Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana