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Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Extreme Croquet is not Crochet!
Johnny Montezuma and I were discussing the merits of Croquet. When Johnny and his bride Susun were living at the Bowery Guard Station in MOAN country (middle of absolute nowhere) one of the coveted sporting activities was croquet. As happenstance should occur, I had a 4 mallet croquet set I'd aquired from Sports Authority or some such place for about $100. I brought it up to their MOAN place and left it in their care for the remainder of the summer where our friends boys, Nathan and Sam, played croquet, too, among many other miscreants. The croquet set was returned when winter arrived and Susun and Johnny left their summer time digs up the East Fork Salmon for a winter locale.
I thought $100 was really an obscene amount to pay to play croquet, but got sucked in because my croquet set was stuck in a storage shed in Decatur, Illinois where my mom lives in an assisted living retirement place.
I always was a croquet player as a kid in Central Illinois. And it was cutthroat competition. If someone had gone "poison" after finally finishing all those wickets and heading back home, you pretty much knew you were a "hoser" (term of endearment for those born or raised in the northern tier states like Minnesota--
"Hey, you hoser, where'd you find that piece o'crap mallet?")
Anyways, Johnny and I were talking about how he needed to buy some croquet gear this year since he'd been living off mine. I advised Toys R Us after reading an article on line about "Extreme Croquet" and realized we needed an affiliaton with these kind of folk in Idaho. I mean, who can apologize for a good game of croquet that resembles Adam Sandler shooting golf in Happy Gilmore?
I knew we were definitely on to something. So Johnny is looking for the ultimate "dude deal" of cheap croquet equipment. At some juncture I'll clue you all in on how Johnny is the ultimate "dude of deal". He's not a cheapskate, though he resemble one. He knows a good deal when he sees it and "voile"! He's good as gold. But we'll save that topic for another blog post.
So, I'm thinking here what the ultimate "extreme croquet course is going to look like. Well, stay tune. Photo ideas an concepts will follow in the near future. Still thinking.
I thought $100 was really an obscene amount to pay to play croquet, but got sucked in because my croquet set was stuck in a storage shed in Decatur, Illinois where my mom lives in an assisted living retirement place.
I always was a croquet player as a kid in Central Illinois. And it was cutthroat competition. If someone had gone "poison" after finally finishing all those wickets and heading back home, you pretty much knew you were a "hoser" (term of endearment for those born or raised in the northern tier states like Minnesota--
"Hey, you hoser, where'd you find that piece o'crap mallet?")
Anyways, Johnny and I were talking about how he needed to buy some croquet gear this year since he'd been living off mine. I advised Toys R Us after reading an article on line about "Extreme Croquet" and realized we needed an affiliaton with these kind of folk in Idaho. I mean, who can apologize for a good game of croquet that resembles Adam Sandler shooting golf in Happy Gilmore?
I knew we were definitely on to something. So Johnny is looking for the ultimate "dude deal" of cheap croquet equipment. At some juncture I'll clue you all in on how Johnny is the ultimate "dude of deal". He's not a cheapskate, though he resemble one. He knows a good deal when he sees it and "voile"! He's good as gold. But we'll save that topic for another blog post.
So, I'm thinking here what the ultimate "extreme croquet course is going to look like. Well, stay tune. Photo ideas an concepts will follow in the near future. Still thinking.
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