Thursday, August 20, 2009
Miss-te-teetsah – K-taak says its hard to pronounce even for Czechs.
6201M, Par 72, Slope 134
As we zoomed past Cerny Most, the last stop on the Yellow Line, I asked, “Where in Blazes is this place?” Cerny Most being the edge-of-the-world as far as I am concerned . . . .
“It is on the Parry-Fairy of Praha . . . ” K-taak started to explain . . .
“Wait a minute” I interrupted, “pull over, I gotta hold up a bank for some cash!”
He whipped over into a buslane in a cloud of blue smoke and parked -- I jumped out to hold up a cash machine. It was my bank, Ceska Sportelna . . . they show no golfers, but hockey players, sport-wise, in the ads, but I bank with them anyway. I dashed back to the car with my cash . . .
“what is parry-fairy?”
“Like the edge . . . “ k-taak starts again . . .
hoo-hoo-hoo-hooooooooo. Periphery. Every single Czech pities my pathetic attempts at literacy, but Parry-fairy! I’m such a word person. I will use parry-fairy from now on . . . 8^D . . .