Technology, craftmanship and witchcraft.

Lately i have been hearing quite a fair bit of talk on technology and craftmanship and well, i must admit that i am getting a little bit envious each time i get to hear what those lethal combination could do to roast me on a hot Saturday morning or late Sunday afternoon. The truth is i do get roasted and i would be very lucky if i can get my appointment with the doctor cancelled early. Last Sunday was another classic example but it was a good outing by any count. I was hooked onto an aircon bus that really started functioning late in the round. But i did my fair bit earlier on so it wasn't really riding as a passenger. This Saturday though will promise a totally new proposition and it certainly will be fun ---- you know with the virgin club and the fat-buttock callaway partnership that would be a mouth watering prospect. That combination of virgin JB "Kalahway" and RGS "obese buttock kalahway" is doomed to fail and self-destruct. On an individual note, my gut feeling is that my FT5 and B-52 bomber will wreck havoc on my nemesis RGS fairway and those 'Executives 3 and 5 holes will be a thing of the past. White-wash lah like the good old days when the battle ground was spread over the whole course. So RGS and JB just be warned cos i really can't wait for doomsday.