I agree 100%. The league I now play in is at Holbrook. I started this league and right from the beginning, I told my guys from the outset that all rules are up for debate except for one. The rule written in stone is "We don't play for money." With that rule, there are no arguments and we all...
This is my 69th year playing golf. I started when I was 7 years old. In all those 69 years, I can count exactly 2 times when every facet of my game worked. Once on West Sayville I shot and even par 72 - I needed a bird on 18 to do it. And one other time way back in the 1970's, I had a par 71...
Go to an elder law lawyer and have him set up an irrevocable trust. Then put the house and most of the cash into the trust. After 5 years, it's all fully protected from government greed should a nursing home be needed.
When I was a kid, I loved going on that helicopter ride and their roller coaster wasn't half bad either. Then inside to Jolly Roger for the best burgers in town. Oh to go back to those days even for just a day.
I was looking for something different to do with fish and I found this one. Codfish fillet with Garlicky Tomatoes and Potatoes. Quits nice for a weekday fish dinner. With a nice white wine, of course.
That 70 Pontiac in the first photo looks exactly like my wife's first cat except for the spoiler. Ah, memories. And it served her well for about 5 years until the engine blew. Water and oil everywhere. But a great car while it lasted.
When I get home and get the fish all cleaned and packed away, I take them into the shower with me. Take the reels off the rods and give everything, rods, reels, guides, a thorough rinse from the shower head. Two birds with one stone. Clean gear, clean me.
Depends on how lazy I am. If I remember to make a dough the day before, then it's completely home made. If it's a last minute craving, then pizzeria dough. Likewise if I just feel lazy.
When I was 22, I hated my Olds Cutlass. So I traded it in for a 1972 Firebird Trans Am. It cost all of $4400 brand new. 454ci V8 with a 4 speed Hurst Close Ratio shifter. Man, could that car go. But, I was 22, young and foolish. In February 1973, we had the first gas "shortage." I was...
This afternoon, I did a transmission repair on my car and to see how it worked out, took a ride to Fire Island. Got on RM southbound at Montauk Hwy and went over all 3 bridges to the water tower and then back. I haven't driven there in quite some time and couldn't believe the condition of...
I built one of those out of wood for my oldest grandson when hew was about 4. All his neighborhood friends played with it until it finally broke years later.
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