fredeeky weeky...

i realize i have been remiss in depriving my readership of a review of the latest fredeeky weekend excursion to the berkshires. myself and earl babst (who is now chi chi rodriguez cause i can't find any photos of the original earl) drove out with andre the giant on fri. night and immidiately hit the course at around 11 at night. needless to say, balls were lost. the next day we met up with reggie roby and barry beck and hit the links. hard. turns out that reggie and chi chi actually don't like golf that much and wouldn't play a late evening nine after our initial round. so me and chi chi played 27 holes and barry and andre played 36 (which is really about the right ammount of golf). then dr. sven deezy came out and we all shared in a sausage sampler plate. beers were shotgunned (under the watchful and critical eye of chi chi, who laughed at our shotgunning ineptitude, but would not show us the way), cards were played, sandals were tried on, caffinated budweiser was tried, more night golf was played (myself and reggie roby won with double bogies) and the following day 36 holes were played. perfect. i also ate at the red rooster twice, which ain't bad.