June 26, 2005 - 8:39 p.m.
Like It Really Matters?
I went golfing yesterday for a company outing kind of... thing...
I have to conclude that the most amusing part of golf are the golf carts. They were the most fun and even they got a little repetitive after the 14th hole. Maybe if I had had a few more beers I would have found the whole experience a little more stimulating...
I mean how the hell else could anyone enjoy golf?
You know how golf was invented? (I'm hoping you especially Anna, will enjoy this :) Drunken Scotsmen, whacking frozen sheep turds across the winter highlands! That is the origin of the yuppie sport we now know so well... There are some dead scotsmen rolling in their graves now, I'm sure.
I was also the only vegan at a steak dinner. Which is my own fault for not mentioning it until the actual dinner.
*sigh*
I think I've affirmed that I don't so much mind my lifestyle. I don't hate being vegan, I don't hate being an environmentalist, I don't hate being mostly a fringe type of lifestyle. I was really starting to wonder about it all, wondering why I was doing it.
But I think I remember why now.
How does a day of golf do this? I can't quite ezplain it in ways that anyone would really understand.... I don't quite understand myself, how I reaffirmed my lifestyle choices and realised that they're not so bad....
Maybe it was just sitting on that quiet golf course for a while and listening to the wind whistle past.
