Did you know that the composer Jacques Ibert had a brother named Yog?
Did you know that the composer Vincent d’Indy had a repairman brother known as “Handy” d’Indy?
He also had a songwriter brother known as “Yankee Doodle” d’Indy.
Friend of mine told me he went to a concert with some music by d’Indy, and some by Carl Orff. Not much of it – just a little Orff and d’Indy.
There have been several composers named Fine. There may have been concerts of Fine and d’Indy.
D’Indy Dooright was Dudley Dooright’s handier big brother.
Didn’t the Cowardly Lion say he was just a “d’Indy Lion”?
Was he just Jonesing for a heart?
He tried to bluff people into thinking he wasn’t a cowardly lion, but he just couldn’t hide his lion eyes.
Too bad he didn’t have the eye of a tiger. If he did, then no matter what, he’d always be a survivor.
Tiger would.
You know, the difference between Tiger Woods and Santa Claus is Santa stops after three hos.
You tee’d that up at just right time.
Glad somebody resurrected this thread. Now, we can just keep driving it along.
It takes a lot of balls to play golf like I do.
That’s a fairway to describe it.
Of course.
One golfer I know tries to keep the tees he used on the holes where he shot par. Wants to use 'em as par tee favors.
I knew a gal who used to hide her tees in an earthenware jar. Yeah, she was a real crock tees.
I wear my crocs anytime I go out. Social distancing is easy with level one predators on my feet.