Victor........ yes?
That song is REALLY old.......
Ahm, like, so am I.
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
Life's giving me excitations (Oom-bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Good vibrations, bop-bop)
Life's giving me excitations (Excitations, bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Good vibrations, bop-bop)
Life's giving me excitations (Excitations, bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Good vibrations, bop-bop)
Life's giving me excitations (Excitations)
Victor, them ain't the words. It's SHE'S giving me excitations.
Correctomundo. The BB lyrics DO say "She's giving me excitations" and, uh huh, yesterday that absolutely happened. I fell madly in love with no less than 12 perty ladies wearing PINK wigs, and PINK tutus. Don'tya mess with my tutu's.
Victor, the lyrics on that song are "Toot toot". Ahm, go away whomever you are, as in, I'm pickin' up BAD vibrations.
FIRST ANNUAL "Save the Girls" golf tourney at the joint where I work. Put on by the aforementioned 12 (or more mebbe) perty in pink ladies from the ladies league.
They welcomed us with donuts. There were pink balloons EVERYwhere. A five folding table long display of wunnerful donated goodies up for silent auction bid. 20 four person teams of golfers paid a tad more than a golf game actually costs - and that overflow of funds went to the expressed purpose of the tourney - to raise funds for Liberty Hospital's Breast Cancer Center.
Brilliantly lighting the corner of the room was a 'Christmas tree", silver... with pink lights... and SCADS of pink, cancer awareness ornaments, magic markered with the names of folks having passed, or, presently fighting the bastard, or, those who rang the bell, put that bastard in it's rear view mirror.
On hand there were survivors (appropriately wearing a ribbon designated 'survivor'), and all along the course, folks sponsored signs to honor loved ones perhaps lost due to the bastard breast cancer.... including one blog writer's beautiful sister, Vanda. Vanda's daughters and her brother sponsored a hole in her memory.
Happy, trying to overtake, surpass sad. Dodging sad into the future.
Golf carts were decorated with huge bra's on them. A clothesline with bra's hanging, goodness gracious, HUGE, HUGE cups - golfers paid an extra buck to attempt to toss a golf ball into the cup. Pink golfball or course.
Four person teams.. Three different 'winning team' possibilities. Men's division... Women's division... Mixed division.
The very best part? No one gave a rat's ass who won.
Fun and fund raising was the deal. I'm pickin' up good vibrations. There were even dudes in pink, allover.
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
Life's giving me excitations (Oom-bop-bop)
The Doctor in charge of the Hospital Breast Cancer Center was on hand to express gratitude..... remind... and kickoff the tourney.
Little by little, golfers walked around that donation table, sneaking their name, bid onto specific items. "I'm getting that Vinnie Bobblehead...someone just bid ten bucks more, oh yeah? TOP THAT MISTER!." "I want the Bobby Witt Autographed jersey.." Geez Louise, it's at $300
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Good vibrations, bop-bop)
Life's giving me excitations (Excitations, bop-bop)
Golfers golfed, enjoyed the wonderfully perfect Fall day. Birdies led to screams heard across the way. Pond, woods, uh oh golf shots, led to laughter, self deprication.
Clubs put in trunks, folks lined up buffet style to down a hunnerd and fitty donate (thank you Scimeca's Sausage) beef hot dogs, ketchup please.... chili on top (them perty lady golfers in pink again)....
Folks snuck back around the Silent Auction tables.. "Dang, someone outbid me for that (wine basket, earring set, Chief's hat/Tee, Tequila, gorgeous MU plaque, ok, kinda gorgeous KU plaque, and....."Did you see what the Mickey Mantle, Ted Williams - see that one with like their pics on there FIVE times, ALL authenticated autographs? It's at $800!"
Awards for golf passed out, YAY. Ball drop happened. (In excess of a hunnerd, numbered golf balls - you could purchase for 5 bucks, were stuck in a bucket... dumped out from a hill above the green... closest pink ball to the hole (or in the hole) won half the money - the rest, to breast cancer. "I WON I WON" some lady hollered.
Much, VERY much graciousness on the Silent Auction. I think the Witt jersey went for $800. The Mantle/Williams plaque for $1,950, yep, you heard that correctly.
High fives. Hugs. Happy happy. Snotnoses happily popped the balloons as cleanup happened. Pretty in pink success. Folks visited. Pink ladies high fived everyone. One old blogger pulled his car into the corner of the lot, put his seat back, started snoring. Spent. He was spent. Many spent.
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
Life's giving me excitations (Oom-bop-bop)
No comments:
Post a Comment