3D (3 Days)

We’ve been watching the US Masters in 3D. It’s been bizarre. Ted called it ‘faddy’ and ‘nauseating.’ Alan called it ‘awesome’ and ‘enhanced.’ I’m not sure either way, but I have spent most of today with a pain in my right eye, and the balance of a two month old kid. Maybe there’s a connection… Ted is refusing to visit Alans’ tonight. He’s staying home to watch the regular old-fashioned BBC ‘2-D’ flat-screen version. “That’s the way God intended” said Ted. I don’t remember the passage in the Bible where it said “Thou Shalt Watch All Major Golf Tournaments On Analogue Telly” but I may have missed it as I never paid attention in R.E. I said I’d watch it with him. I want to show support, and it saves me having to travel ten miles to Alan’s house. It also helps me avoid hearing Alan’s constant commentary on the action. It’s nice to have input from those with knowledge, especially when I’m no afficionado myself, but it gets a bit tiresome when he barely pauses for breath. Every shot you get either “Why didn’t he use a six iron for Christ’s sake” or “That f**kers got a swing like a parrots dick” or a variation on those themes. Tonight it’ll just be me, Ted, and enough snacks prepared by Beryl to keep the Russian Army going for a decade. Can’t wait…

RC 10-4-11