Wind, Cold, Golf.... Bad Combo

One thing about me is that I love the game of golf. It is my passion! Now, the only problem is that golf is expensive and I don't know when to stop. Also, anytime someone asks if I want to play, I do.

Now that you have the background info, I played golf today! And while I should be excited I'm not. The day before, it was 75 degrees here in Waco but the day we played was 40 degrees! To add insult to injury, the wind was blowing like crazy. As a result my bro and I were frozen and numb. Unfortunatly, that doesn't mix with golf. It is demoralizing when your 5 iron only goes 60 yards one way, 200 yards the other while is goes left or right all over. Needless to say, it was a bad day. I can't help but think that the weather is punishment for spending $40 when I don't have $40 dollars. I'd much rather pay a overdraft fee...

A New Beginning

Well as of now I am bro-less. Yes, my main bro is gone and the search for a new bro is underway. Of course, being as I am (classy, charming, charasmatic, cool, the 4 c's I'm like a diamond in the rough) I don't need a bro. However, the laws of nature demand that I have a wingman so I must find a poor lost bro, missing his wings who I can teach to fly high with me. Going back to Baylor will definitely help the search, it seems as if the metroplex is full of fake bros. Anyways this new adventure in which I am destined to discover my new bro is going to be de- wait for it -lightful!

"Bro"-stabbing

This week I had not one but two important SUIT UP opportunities. They were elaborate plans to venture into a nearby Dallas "cougar bar." However, the first one, this monday, was cancelled by my main bro (askthewingexpert.blogspot.com). He blamed it on a slight freezing rain that was coming down. After that we planned to SUIT UP on wednesday. I had some important business plans in Ft. Worth and Dallas that suddenly came up and I asked to postpone the suiting up in question. Later after some of my plans were cancelled, I was ready to SUIT UP! Unfortunetly, my main bro decided to go into work and ruin the plans for our attack on a nearby "cougar bar." As of now, the "bromance," a sacred wingman bond was torn apart.

Until next time.....

The Changes We See

Well I was having a good New Year until I found out the awful truth of one of my best friends. Ever since she moved away from Texas, she has been acting very strange and I hardly ever hear from her. However, the other day when I was cruising the sexual predator website, I came across her. Yes, my best friend from high school is a child molester! I know, I was dumbfounded by the fact that she has changed this much. I am in a stage of bittersweet shock. If the ones I hold close are this perverted, what chance does the rest of the world have?