Ah another lovely fall day has passed and what better way to spend it than participating in Americas’s pass time…no not football, who wants to have that many people in one place, how about something a little less social and closer to home. Croquet, yes!, oh but wait little Kyle smashed half of the Dick’s Sport Goods brand into the frozen tundra that is your suburban citadel . The other half of course is under the leaves that the little lady has been nagging for you to pick up for weeks. Don’t worry you will turn around and convince little Kyle and Helen to do it for a meal at Fatburger, two birds with one stone, child labor and bonding with the little prince and princes.
(You will find this in your Croquet set from Wal-Mart, exactly in this condition with modern production costs. )
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