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Powder & Rails: RoadKill

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Help a brother out...

My friend Zach Blank will be participating in the 2010 Vancouver Marathon on May 2nd, and is trying to raise money in order to support a cause that is very close to his heart, The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society.

If you have a couple bucks to throw his way, or can help by getting the word out about his efforts, I know that he would appreciate it greatly. 

Come on! Get your good deed for the day out of the way right now, and the universe will look upon kindly when you're droppin' JagerBombs and takin' Patron shots off of strippers tittays later. Charlie Sheen? Ante up, pal. We know you're getting paid.

Don't do it for me. Don't do it for yourself. Don't even do it for Zach. Do it for the kids, man. The kids.

You can donate here: HERE.

If you're feeling super rad check out 6 ways you can help Haiti: http://bit.ly/helpinhaiti

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Powder & Rails w/ Chris Roach

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Killin'em on the links

Played 18 today over at River Ridge and shot my best score on a championship course to date. I shot a 15 over par for a total score of 86. If you have played R.R. you know that this is a pretty respectable score for a dirt bag like myself. A lot of people are pleased to break 100 on this course. Pretty pumped, and I'm continuing to get better. I think I might be able to shot in the high 70's if I keep it up.

While approaching the par three 12th tee I thought that I spotted a bobcat. Here is a picture:

I wasn't able to get very close because the little sucker took off. Upon closer inspection of the picture I'm fairly certain that it was just a BIG feral cat, or possibly a bobcat-domestic cat hybrid, but I don't think so. Okay, okay. It's a fucking house cat. Dammit all. Oh well. I guess I'm not the National Geographic photographer that I thought I was.

All up in the paper son!

Hole-in-one Club

Just got my first hole-in-one, and boy am I pumped. Today after class I decided to go tough out a round in the rain. Things were going okay considering the conditions, and I chalked up a couple of pars and a several stroke lead over my buddy Brad going into the par 3, 205 yard eighth hole. I asked Brad if I could use his new 3 hybrid. I put a good swing on it, and the ball flight looked good, but I lost it in the sky. As we approached the green, my ball was no where in sight. I decided that I must have muscled it over the green. As I walked up to the green I noticed a ball mark about a foot in front of the cup. Someone hit a nice shot, I thought. I wondered if it was me that hit that dandy. I glanced down into the hole, and there was my ball buried in the bottom of the cup. I then let out a holler that must have been heard miles away. WooooooooooooHooooooooooooo!

I can now die a happy man.

Emerald City Roller Girls!

The bout was so so good. The most fun I have had in a while actually. I worked the penalty box, and it was scary, but I managed to avoid bodily harm, so that was good. I'll be skatin' next time fo sho! Can't wait. Here is a little run down compliments of derby journalist Elwood Bruise. Check it out!