Time for another in the weekend photo series. I’ve been neglecting them recently in the rush to complete Other Things.
This is a hoot, but can anyone explain why it’s happening? I don’t get it at all. Then they all sit down to take a break.
Again, lovely. But in god’s name why is this happening? Those are big-ass chunks of ice requiring heavy equipment to lug out there into the middle of a golf course, so this is no snapshot. Somebody thought this whole thing up and organized it. In other words, someone got the idea; “Hey, I know, let’s get Frank and his truck, then haul a couple of giant blocks of ice out onto the 18th fairway, then let’s get some local teenage girls in swimsuits and street shoes to, you know, wave golf clubs around and such. Oh, then they can sit on the ice, too, that’ll be titillating”
Like they say in New Mexico, cada chango a su columpio, I guess.