shit kenzi says

Oh my gosh, you guys, I've come to a rather startling conclusion.

I think I like golf. OMG

There's just something about the niggling details of perfecting the swing and hitting the ball that are tailor made to engage the obssessive drive in my head. It's strangely soothing in the same way that formating fic is, or editing cover art. And it gets me outside and active, which is always nice. It reminded me of dancing, in a strange sort of way.

I know, I know. *shakes head at self* I never thought I'd see the day where I became a golf-type person. Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated.

This is all to say that the Da took me out to the driving range today, even though it's windy and not all that warm. He also bought me lunch, during which we spent at least 15 minutes relating various factoids that we'd learned from History Channel shows or PBS documentaries. Did you know there are parts of the Altacama Desert in South America that have been desert for 23 million years? No wonder it's the driest place on earth. There are places where the only indigenous lifeform is a kind of bacteria that grows in salt deposits. It's crazy.

Oh man, I have to remember to catch up on the episode of Kings that aired on Sunday. I missed it because of choir practice (stupid choir practice). I caught the pilot the week before and found it quite engaging. I'm having a fun time playing "Spot the Biblical Influences" and am finding the storytelling to be quite good. It's like fanfic which you all know is a pretty good commendation coming from this quarter. I rub my hands together in anticipation when I think about all of the stuff the source material has for the show to play with.

Though seeing Ian McShane and not hearing 'fuck,' 'cocksucker,' or 'cunt' come out of his mouth takes a little getting used to. But I'm willing to make the adjustment. ;-)

Have I rambled enough today? Yeah, I think I've met my quota.