Let it snow...

While the East is getting a "white" Christmas complete with freezing cold and horrible holiday traffic, I am laying by the pool getting some sun. Is that rubbing it in enough? While you guys rub your arms for warmth, I rub my arms with sunblock. While you don your boots and galoshes (does anyone call them that anymore and what the hell is a galosh? Sounds like Middle Eastern cuisine), I slip on my shorts and sandals. Wool hat for you... sun visor for me. Parka for you... t-shirt for me. I could go on and on, but you get the idea. If I miss the snow I'll watch the Weather Channel and the news of you guys digging out your cars and waiting for the snow plows... The only downside to this time of year is that golf prices go up and the courses are packed... (damn snowbirds!!). But I'll manage.

Worked two shifts at ASU Thursday and Friday as there were 8 separate commencement exercises. Started at 6:30am and worked til 9 pm Thursday and then 6:30am til 8pm on Friday. I still have Pomp and Circumstance playing in my head. The coolest thing I saw was the headgear from the engineering school graduation. Some of the students wore ASU hardhats with the tassel hanging on them. I was a roaming security guard and walked around the arena putting people in seats and confiscating air horns. It was a sweet gig but the time on the feet was gruesome. I wish to use this space to once again thank my cousin Beck for sending me a foot massager. My feet are the only thing not in pain today. In fact, I just came from a massage and we ran out of time bewcause she was working on my painfully sore legs and glutes... (not to worry, I'm going back on Monday to finish the job). It was an hour of physical torture but worth every second. I am going to be even sorer tomorrow. I need to stretch this old body and become more flexible or I'll be stiffer than a customer at Werson's Funeral Home. Increased flexibilty is also good for the golf swing and isn't that what it's all about? (Everyone together now --YES!!).

Planning a quiet Christmas here in the desert after the great airport debacle on Thanksgiving. I am even putting up a tree and decorations this year. Heard a great joke, will pass it on now. What's the difference between Tiger Woods and Santa Claus? Santa Claus stops after three "Ho's". (Who says golfers don't have a sense of humor?) I heard the S&M store ran out of ball gags... Tiger gave them to his lady friends for stocking stuffers. Enough already, I have to go. Got a free ticket to tonights basketball game at ASU (can you say perk?). This time I get to be ushered in and have a seat... sweet! Talk to you soon.