Friday, March 15, 2013
Not Again
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
We Should Probably Dress Nicer Anyway
"There's a lot you can learn from a guy if you meet him on the disc golf course. His behavior will tell you whether or not he's a sore loser. His team will tell you what kind of friends he has. The contents of his cooler will tell you if he's the kind of guy who needs a six pack of beer to enjoy a sunny afternoon. "Make a note. So straighten out that posture and suck in that gut, single dudes. And keep your head up:
"I recommend chucking your disc at a cute guy's head and then apologizing and asking him to correct your form. Or if that's too stereotypically ditzy girl for you, kick his ass on the course and show that you can win gracefully by offering to buy him a beer."Obligatory "we are not pieces of meat" line should probably be included. So yeah, we should probably dress nicer anyway. And act more civilized. And what's with the male domination of disc golf, anyway? That doesn't even make sense. Let's work on that. It'd be good for Coopers and the whole sport.
And for those guys are off the market, we can continue on as slovenly as we wanna be, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Get A Room, Creeps
Psssst. Hey, Casanova. It has come to our attention that you need a few pointers on how to keep your “secret” encounters secret.
Moving your play dates outside the office is a good first step. You’re a fast learner.
But on Wednesday afternoon, when you had that, shall we say,meeting in a red SUV tucked in the hidden reaches of a dead end street at Cooper Gulch? Way too obvious. Even that semi-secluded nook has witnesses.
Your truck, which you parked a couple blocks away, is too recognizable. Not to mention your own fine self — people know your mug. Hurrying along while looking over your shoulder like a nervous dude on a secret mission only attracts attention.
Your lunchtime rendezvous lasted about 40 minutes. You were seen both coming and going — let’s make that leaving and arriving. You departed the scene a little after 2pm. Your, uh, colleague, the lady in the red SUV, drove away two minutes later.
The point is this: if you want to keep these matters on the down low you might consider an actually private spot further outside city limits. Unless you get a thrill in the risk of being seen. In which case you should feel breathlessly busted.
Friday, December 10, 2010
G.U.L.C.H.ers
Friday, October 8, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Bones and more bones
…The recent finding was not the first time human bones have been found in the estimated 40 acre wood-lot a few blocks from Eureka High. In February of 2006, a right femur bone was discovered by a dog in some bushes on the edge of the gulch near 14th and P streets. A resident reported finding a left femur -- the largest bone in the body -- in the same area in June of 2007, with a third femur found the following year…
Full story here:
http://www.times-standard.com/localnews/ci_15931064?source=email
