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30 Days of Photos IV - Day 22 - Frustration


Hmmm....

It's Sunday.

Do I play golf...

or watch NFL Football.

Talk about frustration!

Head on over to Ziva's Inferno and see how frustrated the rest of my pic pals are today.

Comments

Shawn Ohara said…
You need a portable TV. Or a virtual golf course.
Playing golf might lead to frustration. Then again, watching your favorite team lose on the TV might be frustrating too. This might be a lose-lose situation.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah it'd be hard to drag a 50" TV around the golf course.
nonamedufus said…
More often than not golf leads to frustration. At least when I golf.
babs (beetle) said…
Very frustrating, but I don't have the same problems. I do neither ;)
nonamedufus said…
Well, I can't find anyone to play golf with me so It's going to be football.
Shawn Ohara said…
We should try rigging one up to the back of a cart.
Cheryl said…
There ya go. Poof! Frustration problem solved.
Cheryl said…
Bahahahahah! I love the idea of a virtual golf course. I might actually break even on one of those.
Cheryl said…
Before I read the comments, I was going to say if it's nice out, record the game and get out on the links while you can. (We always record NASCAR but don't always watch it the same day so I'm on a complete social media and news blackout until I've seen it. Lemme tell ya, that's hellish.)
nonamedufus said…
I do virtual golf in the winter. I'm not much better.
nonamedufus said…
Something tells me it'd take a long time to play a round.
nonamedufus said…
Ah, but I'm playing fantasy football. If my various players don't perform I'll be frustrated.
babs (beetle) said…
That's a good choice then ;)
nonamedufus said…
I couldn't do that. I'm sure I'd accidentally come across the score on the internet.
Agent 54 said…
Tough choices. My friend Arthur Ritus prevents me from playing golf so I don't have to choose.
Nora Blithe said…
Lol, I'll leave the golf to you. My blood pressure can't take it.
nonamedufus said…
I've only been playing for about 4 years but I love it.
ReformingGeek said…
Go practice putting and then return for the football. Wait. This could lead to double frustration.


I hope your day up there is a gorgeous as ours down here in Texas. Wow!
Nicky said…
Rough life you lead, mon ami. Very frustrating. I don't know how you manage. ;-)
Ziva said…
Oh my, life is full of difficult choices, my friend. You better make the right one, or you'll regret it forever.... or at least for a few minutes.
Cheryl P. said…
Just one of life's challenges. I can tell that all your blog readers are feeling really badly for you.
nonamedufus said…
11 degrees celsius and cloudy. I think watching football in my warm den was the right choice.
nonamedufus said…
Oh, I tell you, life can be so hard some times. So many choices.
nonamedufus said…
Well if I had gone golfing I would have gone by myself. So I decided to watch football...um. by myself.
nonamedufus said…
Aw, thanks for understanding everyone!
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, but my dear wife keeps interrupting me.
babs (beetle) said…
A woman's prerogative ;)
nonamedufus said…
Poor Mrs D. She calls herself a football widow.
Jackal said…
Tough choice !
nonamedufus said…
Finally, someone who understands me and the challenging dilemmas I face. Thank you.
Jay of The Depp Effect said…
Ha! The frustration of having two exciting things to choose between!
nonamedufus said…
Right. It can get very frustrating!
nonamedufus said…
At the same time? I'd need a teeny tiny TV on the golf course.
nonamedufus said…
I know, eh. But I decided to stay in and watch football as the golf course is a fair way away.
nonamedufus said…
Well you must have the latest in video recorders. I got nuttin'.
nonamedufus said…
Well, that's not fun.
Cheryl said…
No but Rick & I want to watch them together and sometimes that means waiting. I'd rather go on the blackout and enjoy the races together.
nonamedufus said…
We already watch too much stuff on TV. I'd never find the time to watch something I'd recorded.
Lauren said…
What did you end up doing?
Lauren said…
Just saw your response to Mike.
nonamedufus said…
I watched football. Although, I'm coming down with a cold and slept through much of it.
nonamedufus said…
It is sometimes you know. It's tough.
P.J. said…
If you get an early enough tee time, do them both! Then no frustration. Well, depending on your game and favorite team, in which case it could be a double dose of frustration!
Traci Shannon said…
Certainly my father's take on the word!
:-)
Traci

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