Mini Ownage
Bunky and I finally went mini golfing this weekend. There’s this kinda neato looking mini golf place that we always drive by, and I had been harassed about it so often that I eventually just gave in. It was cheap for an hour of putting fun, I suppose. The course was rather tame (no windmills, or loops to putt through), but it was set in a fake mountain with a waterfall so there was more exercise value than your average mini golf course. Oh yes, and the whole place had a pirate theme, so there was a juggling pirate off to the side, and a cannon that was timed to “shoot” right before various spray fountains went off in the water. There was also this great cheesy tape that kept playing the whole time that spouted stuff like “Arrrr, you’ll never get me treasure, swabbie.” We were adventurous and chose the harder “Captain’s Course.” I picked a neon yellow golf ball, and she took purple.
On the Captain’s Course, there were water hazards, sand trap hazards made from faux wool, and annoying hurry-up-and-putt-already PDA couple hazards.
Sometimes events like this can turn into mindless, tedious fits of boredom, but Bunky and I usually like to turn them into contests with wagers involved. After Bunky got up 2 strokes, she decided that it would be fair if the loser was the winner’s slave for a day. Things started looking especially bad when I triple-bogey’ed a par 2 hole. But like Phil Mickelson at this year’s Masters, I was dazzling on the back 9 to take the Mini Golf Masters by 2 strokes. The amazing run of pars and birdies (with 3 near hole-in-ones) was completely demoralizing to my opponent, but it wasn’t until we tallied the score at a nearby Dairy Queen that we were sure who the winner was. I took a raincheck on the day of servitude to use after law school finals are over.
By the way, Dairy Queen is totally disgusting. It was my first DQ visit ever, and hopefully my last. WTF, it’s just cheap softserve ice cream and hotdogs with chilli!
In other mini news, Chiriri finally unlocked the bard job! After hours of meandering on a Chocobo, and listening to boring long speeches from a crusty old bard, Chiriri finished the quest and scored 5,100 gil. Woot, can’t wait to start singing and rocking. Bomb a-head! Your party time!
Old Blogger | Kabitzin 4/27/2004
