Wow … what a year!

Hard to believe it was just a little over a year since last I posted here.  My, how time flies …

To hell with the whole “when you’re having fun” part of it … this past year was polluted with stress, dysfunction and worse.

I refuse to elaborate on the source of the issues as that would be tactless and beside that, far too many in this town simply FEED off of such nonsense.

In fact, let me take a brief second to help illustrate my view of gossips and meddlesome people.

THIS is all they are to me:

Gossips and meddlesome people are FLIES!


So anyhow …

Yeah, good ‘ol Buck is back to the bachelor’s life once again … and I LIKE it!

AND EVEN BETTER STILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! …

The boys are coming back! You KNOW I’m gonna be firing up some Thin Lizzy (RIP, Gary Moore) the day they finally get here.

And I’m not talking about a visit! I heard from their mom the other day that her 2nd husband, Rick, got a job in Lynchburg, VA. Sure, that’s still a haul from here, but it sure beats the heck out of the insanely long drive to the hinterlands of northern Maine!

The past dozen years or so have been anything but smooth. For my soul, this period could best be described as a “dry and weary land where there is no water.”  By itself, 1998 was a monumentally tough year which saw the end of one marriage and the end of another before it even really began thanks to a lovely little thing called Death. The day after I get the call from the coroner’s office that a certain someone’s body had been found and identified, I got another equally depressing telephone call informing me that my sons were being relocated to northern Maine.

Only to be followed by a series of insanely dysfunctional relationships that spiraled things even further out of control …

Blabbidy freakin’ BLAH … surely your imagination is not so limited as to not be able to take it from there. It’s been a long, strange trip!


So anyhow … yeah, I done went and got myself de-married. Still gotta sit around and avoid having sex with one another for a full six months, but that’s certainly not a chore.

I KNEW there was a reason I got back into longboarding right around the time said “marriage” hit rock bottom …


Man, a LOT has changed in the past year since last I blogged!

One thing that hasn’t yet changed is the ongoing addiction to Golden Tee. If anything, the addiction has deepened. Last summer I flew out to the Cincinnati area to play in my first tournament. It wasn’t one of the big national events, but some damn fine players with a goodly amount of tournament experience were there, and I had an absolute BLAST with those guys!

Especially the one and only Nicholas Strike (aka: HOLD STEADY). Although, after rooming together in Orlando, he may not hold me in the same esteem he did prior! LOL

This here’s my buddy, Nik’las!


Since my infamous trip to Cinci last summer, I’ve been to tournaments in Alexandria, VA, Lake Geneva, WI, Richmond, VA, Tysons Corner, VA, Orlando, FL and even hosted one here in the metropolis that is Leesburg … but that was definitely a minor league event, but TONS of fun!

Of course, I may or may not have mentioned before my blogging hiatus that they FINALLY changed that ridiculous “handicapping / divisional” system that was tied to a ONE TIME, LIFETIME high score. That was last March … and man, finally having to pay to play Golden Tee was a tough pill to swallow!

Tougher still was my vendor promising me kickbacks for quite some time. December was a limbo month as he promised that he and his “business partner” were looking in to it. Come January, it was all but in writing, even to the point of describing the so-called “Ambassador program” that makes allowances for Club Lucky vendors to offer “kickbacks” to their high volume players. I dare say I fall into that category as someone who averages WELL over 200 games a month.

So, after I got back from the big tourney in Orlando this February, I started asking people around town whether they’d consider switching venues if I could make the game more affordable. The answer was a resounding, “HELL YEAH!”

In a whirl of insanity and numerous closed doors that suddenly swung wide open, I was able to secure the financing, hammer out the details with a business partner, and even finagle a way to secure a brand new GT machine when we were told that NOTHING was going to be available for a couple more weeks.

On March 11th, 2011, my buddy, Christian, and I officially celebrated the 1st day of business as Laughing Ninja Entertainment.

We have 2 brand, spanking new Golden Tee machines which are very aggressively priced! So much so that almost everybody is playing twice as much as they used to, if not more. In fact, pretty much all of the regulars in this town play here at Sal’s (with the exception of a pair of unfaithful cretins who will go unnamed)

It’s sort of a cool feeling to realize that I’m bringing something of significance to the table for not only the local Golden Tee community, but also to a family owned business such as Sal’s NY Bar & Grille.

We no longer have the cramped quarters and the litany of bar flies and otherwise drunken idiots making the game experience almost nightmarish like we had with the single machine set-up at Spanky’s. I also do not miss the fact that my clothes no longer smell like ASS every morning now that I no longer frequent that bar.

While we DID have 2 side-by-side machines at Bunker Sports Bar, they were both in rough shape and the atmosphere there was about as pleasant as an outhouse. Not to speak of an even more unbearable group of drunken idiots who were louder and more obnoxious than an angry Tasmanian she-devil.

Speaking of which …

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We’re all loving the change of venue! Better drinks, better food, better prices on the drinks & food … oh, and did I mention Golden Tee that’s about half of what everyone else in the mid Atlantic is paying?


So, as business names go, I think Laughing Ninja Entertainment is better than my last little side venture:


Anyhow …

Did I mention that I’m finally free??????

Free, baby … FREE!!!!


Doesn’t mean I’m cheap, though.


So, if ya know a good looking lady who might be interested in a not unintelligent, not hideous looking, house broken, potty trained, disease-free, emasculated pet husband (former), send her my way!

Oh … but no vegans, though, cuz everybody knows I {heart} teh bacon!