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Sawasdee
Golfing Friend!
As I sit here in my birthday suit, Captain Corelli is warming up his Mandolin on Star Movies, my neigbour
has decided to take up the harmonica, and a motorcycle and Tuk Tuk have
decided to do time trials around the soi (street) of my apartment. So, this
months newsletter could seem a bit...what's the word...let
me get the dictionary out...aberrant...
This months theme is POWER, and despite the fact I receive
daily requests to post saucy photos of my near-Scharzenneger-like
body on the golfthink.com website, I'm a bit shy and have instead
posted some power tips from the worlds longest drivers. Read on and
let the big dog eat...
Kim In This Issue...
Not surpisingly, everybody wants to hit the ball further. It doesn't just make you feel like a legend
in your own mind, but it makes the game a whole
(whole) lot easier and will help you avoid having to play a shot with your
pants down for not hitting it past the ladies tee. (Who says golf
is a gentlemens game?)
For those of you wanting to add some yards to their game and who
enjoy puffing their chest out after a hitting a big drive, we've put up
some of the secrets of the longest hitters in the world, which you
can check out at www.golfthink.com/positionsofpower.pdf
Instead of trying desperately to try to sell you something that you dont really need, this month I thought I'd help you increase your golf knowledge and give you the lowdown on two of golf's hottest, but least understood terms - COR (Coeefficient of Restitution) and SLE (Spring Like Effect).
If you click on http://www.franklygolf.com/PGASeminar/spring.html you'll be able to walk into golf shops and confuse the sales assistants with your new found wisdom, and if you really have nothing to do, check out the rest of the site for all the technical info on golf clubs and balls. Alternatively,
email proshop@golfthink.com if
you get really excited about it all and want to buy yourself the latest
driver that reaches the maximum legal COR and
SLE... Hi. My Name is Kim, and I'm a mobile phone-aholic. At first it
was mild - just the occasional SMS and no more calls than anyone else
would make. But soon after, I'd find myself craving the
latest phone models and hanging out in the nearest
Nokia shop during my lunch break and between golf lessons.
It wasn't long before I was introduced to the harder stuff like
WAP and Bluetooth and before I knew it I was sending out Multimedia
Messages at 7am in the morning. The only thing that helps me is
talking about it, so have sympathy and hear me out...
Do-do-do-do....Do-do-do-do...(That's the sound of you entering the twilight zone)...You arrive in Bangkok, turn on your phone and browse a list of golf courses. You book a tee time through the real time reservations facility and payment is made via the m-commerce gateway. Your confirmation is sent via SMS. At the course, you bring up the course guide on your phone, and connect to the GPS satellite which gives you distances within +/- 1 yard. After holing out for eagle on the 1st, you enter your score in the electronic scorecard which was automatically downloaded upon booking the tee time. At the end of the round, your score is totalled and automatically sent to your golf association to update your handicap. Finally you SMS your spouse to tell them that, despite the fact you spend more time on the golf course and at the range than at home, you honestly don't love golf more than them. Od-od-od-od...Od-od-od-od.
The moral of the story is that the mobile phone really does belong on the golf course...just remember to turn your Achy Breaky Heart ringing tone off.
- Summit Pinehurst Country Club has recently proposed a slightly controversial policy that prevents fat, short and old caddies from walking their poorly maintained fairways and greens. I'm sure it's just a coincidence they recently introduced night golf, and Taksin just happens to play there most weekends. If you're interested in playing, just drive past the airport and look out for the flashing neon sign...The caddies are waiting behind a glass window watching TV... - Following press reports of pigs contracting the bird flu in Prachin Buri, the World Health Organisation (WHO) representative in Thailand used one years R&D budget, a marathon brain-storming session and mind maps to come up with an ingenius live-saving tip to help prevent human infection - "Avoid eating pork". - Coming to Bangkok and looking for a good restaurant, bar or hotel to go? When you arrive at the airport, just turn on your phone, log on to GPRS, and go to wap.mobysites.com and you'll be able to view a directory of some of Bangkok's hottest places to visit. - (2nd) WARNING: if you're playing any course on the Bangna-Trad Highway (this includes: Summit Windmill, Thana City, Subhapruek, Kiarti Thanee, Thai Country Club, The Vintage Club, Green Valley, Muang Kaew plus a few more) I highly recommend leaving before 7:30a.m, or face the possibility of a very long journey out due to ongoing roadworks at the Bangna area. Alternatively take the Outer Ring road to avoid the worst of it.
Tigers Mediocrity Reaches a Climax So Tiger and Elin are golfing at a very ponsy private golf course lined with
multi-million dollar houses. On the 9th tee, Tiger
warns Elin to be very careful and not to hit a stray drive, to which,
she promptly slices one right into the most expensive house on the
course. They go up to apologise and see what it's going to cost
them, where they're greeted by broken glass and a very expensive looking
antique bottle in pieces on the floor. "Come right on in" says a
voice.
Tiger, thinking he can easily buy his way out, pipes up "Sorry about
that bud". The guy replies "Actually Tiger, I want to
thank you, I'm a Genie and have been trapped in that there
damn bottle for a thousand years. Since you've released me, I'm
allowed to grant three wishes, one for you, one for Elin and I'll keep the
last one for myself if you don't mind". "Sa-weeeet" Tiger replies,
"I wish to win the grand slam in 2005". "Done" said the Genie. "And
you Elin". "I wish the press would stop blaming me for Tiger's lack
of form". "I'll take care of it" replied the Genie again.
"And what's your wish" Tiger asks the
Genie. "I haven't made love to a woman in over a thousand years and I wish for
a bit of rumpy-pumpy, how's your father, with your wife". Tiger briefly weighs up the Pro's and
Con's and decides giving Elin up for a few
hours isn't a big sacrifice considering he's got the slam locked up. Elin reluctantly agrees,
just happy she'll no longer be blamed for Tiger's average year,
and promises Tiger she won't enjoy it.
So the Genie ravishes Elin for over two hours while Tiger finishes off
the back nine (of golf). When its over, the Genie rolls over and
says, "How old is Tiger now and what College did he attend
anyway? "28, Stanford" Elin replies, trying to wipe the smile of her face
before Tiger returns.
"And he still believes in Genies?...amazing."
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