St. George

Well, having a yellow personality, I decided that Lake Powell was not enough. So the the weekend after Lake Powell and three days before my departure date for NY, Verno and I went to St. George. Verno has been attempting a long term relationship with a girl who lives down there and her best friend who happens to be a gorgeous brunette with dark skin and blue eyes. So naturally I accepted the invitation, but St. George has some great golfing!

So we went golfing at Coral Canyon which is an awesome course however, it was nasty hot . We also hung out with the femininas, which was less than refreshing. Ashley, (Verno's girl was awesome) but her friend, Laticia, wasn't exactly my cup of tea. One would think with all my dating experience I would not accede to going on blind dates, let alone blind vacations. Don't get me wrong, she was beautiful, but it wasn't exactly a blind date. I had seen pictures of her, which were used by Ashley to coax me to go to St. George. It was however, a deaf date. I had not talked to her prior to the vacation. That was my mistake. This experience reaffirmed my belief that light traveles faster than sound. Because she appeared bright, until I heard her speak. I will leave it at that. I don't mean to stick a feather in my hat, but there are certain times where it is important to be a wingman for a friend, I was the best wingman a friend could ask for. You're welcome Verno. I didn't take any pictures of this weekend due to innocent forgetfullness and planned forgetfullness, but we did find one I would like to share. This one took place on the way home.