Somewhere in the late 90's we all figured that the world was going to end at the new milenna, or so, give or take a few years. It all depended on your sources, Mayan, Incan or whatever ancient calender you chose to follow. Feeling like I was on the edge of something new I started to view what I did and how it would fit into this new world. I new that my skills were valuable and that they would have applications that would ensure my survival. Odd as it seems I am a golf course superintendent. How I got there or at least how I see myself getting will just have to wait.
A golf course superintendent is at the most basic level a greekskeeper, but things are never on that level. Unfortunately for me it is difficult to put into words but that is the charge I have given myself when I started this story.
I keep seeing myself sitting in a small grove of trees at the country club in Kentucky where I worked while I went to school. The patch of trees was between holes fifteen and sixteen. The shop was close by behind the sixteenth green. This small patch of trees was located on the right side of the fifteenth tee near an on course bathhouse named Shacks Shack. Apparently an old club president named Shacks had it built many years ago. An all cedar enclosure that included a water fountain and a toilet. Two sides of the building were open to the outdoors one open side faced the tee box and the other side faced the grove of trees where I am sitting. It then opens up to a small L shaped pond that guards the dogleg left side of the sixteenth hole. The shade of the trees and the coolness of the pond make this a sweet spot to stop and reflect on my thoughts. The location is not to obvious to the average golfer but it sits out in the open, but just because of the flow of traffic is going different ways it is often an overlooked cubby, but I claim it as mine.
Here one day I sat enjoying my moment when the superintendent drives by twisting his head to see what I am up to in mt little grove. Jim, my first real mentor, is a bristly shortish fellow with thick hair and a thick mustache to match. He has been around for some time and has a quirky way of doing things. He shakes his head staring at me through his blue blocker sunglasses his thick hair motionless as he zoos down the cart path on sixteen across the pond from me on his way to the shop.
That is when I think of it, the habitat I'll call it. A sustainable golf course that mixes all of the things that are dear to me. The golf course not only houses the regular course but also boasts a farm and an animial sancturary. These things all work in senergy. The golf course uses vehichels that use grain alcohol for fuel that comes from corn grown on the farm. It also fuels the farm vehichiles and everything else. The crops help feed the farm animials and in turn feed the animals that make up the sancutary. The sancutary is a home for injured animals that also works as a zoo and educational center. These three entities co-exist together, the grass from the course can be used as feed and compost that grows the crops. This is what I see as my future, and more importantly I see is as using all of my education and making golf more than what it is now. It is a world I can make on my own and if the world is going to end and we are stranded in a wasteland I can make it on my own.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Dream Break
Thought might enjoy this one, quite a funny dream.
I was sitting in the english parliament during a secession that included the queen of England, but it was a new queen or a younger version of the current. After the secession was over and parliament dismissed the queen, a duke ,and myself all retired to another room resembling a small apartment and proceeded to play monopoly. Realizing that the game was going nowhere I found that we were playing all wrong. The Duke got really upset and I thought he didn't like me very much anyway but the queen didn't care. The Duke leaves and I offer to make the queen some lunch, she agrees and I go off to the kitchen, where I meet some other cooks, my kitchen was connected to a larger network of kitchens.
There is a little fuzzy part here but I get attacked by the Duke and I fend him off with a large ladle. Then the other cook and I are on the run and we are being chased throughout the town by the Duke and his angry entourage. We eventually make our way to the sea, for some reason I think we were in Edinburgh. The cook and I are thinking we can lose them on the beach if we can make it there. The only obstacle is a large swamp, or intercostal water way that we have to trudge through. We decide to go for it and climb down from a small cliff and start trying to make our way through a bog.
This part is pretty gross for me as the bog is full of stagnant water, moss algae and general muddy muck. Normally this would really bother me but I just plow trough it. The Duke and his team stop at the cliff and look down trying to find up but we just keep slinking along. At this time we can overhear the duke and his gang and his second in charge says that there is no way we would go in there but the Duke knows that means that we did. They start planning to circle around. Back down in the bog we come to a group of rocks and have to climb over them. When we emerge from the rocks we notice small snakes are biting at out legs. The cook can't take it anymore. We are very close to the beach. The Duke sees the cook and knows where we are and starts racing towards us. The cook is just screaming for a beer. I try to get him to shut up but he won't. I then tell him that I see some beer on the beach and he heads that way.
When we emerge from the Bog he scampers around looking for his beer and I start running down the beach. I can see the Duke coming from the other direction. I come to a house. Murray my dog is there and it resembles the farm house in Bowling Green KY. Not the whole house just the front sitting room and that one corner bedroom. I am hidden in a closet there when the Duke and his gang come looking for me. Murray gives me away by coming out of the closet to greet on of the bad guys. The thug then goes back to tell everyone where I am. I creep behind him. The Duke is sitting on the couch and gets up to come get me. I notice he has a small .38 pearl handled revolver in his hand. I start to charge him. He sees me and starts to raise his revolver. I jump into the air and plant both of my feet into his chest knocking him to the ground. We start to struggle and I get the gun and give him 3-4 smacks with it. I then put the gun under his chin and ask him if this is what he wants. He shakes his head no. Then I ask him if he really wanted to take another persons life, He looks away and I follow his gaze to young boy and I realize that this is his son. I ask do you want to through your whole life away on this. He shakes his head no again. Small amounts of blood from the gun whipped cuts trickle town his face mixed with sweat. He is beaten I drop the revolver and walk away. I think I am going back to the queen, but I wake up.
I was sitting in the english parliament during a secession that included the queen of England, but it was a new queen or a younger version of the current. After the secession was over and parliament dismissed the queen, a duke ,and myself all retired to another room resembling a small apartment and proceeded to play monopoly. Realizing that the game was going nowhere I found that we were playing all wrong. The Duke got really upset and I thought he didn't like me very much anyway but the queen didn't care. The Duke leaves and I offer to make the queen some lunch, she agrees and I go off to the kitchen, where I meet some other cooks, my kitchen was connected to a larger network of kitchens.
There is a little fuzzy part here but I get attacked by the Duke and I fend him off with a large ladle. Then the other cook and I are on the run and we are being chased throughout the town by the Duke and his angry entourage. We eventually make our way to the sea, for some reason I think we were in Edinburgh. The cook and I are thinking we can lose them on the beach if we can make it there. The only obstacle is a large swamp, or intercostal water way that we have to trudge through. We decide to go for it and climb down from a small cliff and start trying to make our way through a bog.
This part is pretty gross for me as the bog is full of stagnant water, moss algae and general muddy muck. Normally this would really bother me but I just plow trough it. The Duke and his team stop at the cliff and look down trying to find up but we just keep slinking along. At this time we can overhear the duke and his gang and his second in charge says that there is no way we would go in there but the Duke knows that means that we did. They start planning to circle around. Back down in the bog we come to a group of rocks and have to climb over them. When we emerge from the rocks we notice small snakes are biting at out legs. The cook can't take it anymore. We are very close to the beach. The Duke sees the cook and knows where we are and starts racing towards us. The cook is just screaming for a beer. I try to get him to shut up but he won't. I then tell him that I see some beer on the beach and he heads that way.
When we emerge from the Bog he scampers around looking for his beer and I start running down the beach. I can see the Duke coming from the other direction. I come to a house. Murray my dog is there and it resembles the farm house in Bowling Green KY. Not the whole house just the front sitting room and that one corner bedroom. I am hidden in a closet there when the Duke and his gang come looking for me. Murray gives me away by coming out of the closet to greet on of the bad guys. The thug then goes back to tell everyone where I am. I creep behind him. The Duke is sitting on the couch and gets up to come get me. I notice he has a small .38 pearl handled revolver in his hand. I start to charge him. He sees me and starts to raise his revolver. I jump into the air and plant both of my feet into his chest knocking him to the ground. We start to struggle and I get the gun and give him 3-4 smacks with it. I then put the gun under his chin and ask him if this is what he wants. He shakes his head no. Then I ask him if he really wanted to take another persons life, He looks away and I follow his gaze to young boy and I realize that this is his son. I ask do you want to through your whole life away on this. He shakes his head no again. Small amounts of blood from the gun whipped cuts trickle town his face mixed with sweat. He is beaten I drop the revolver and walk away. I think I am going back to the queen, but I wake up.
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