Thursday, May 31, 2012

My Quest for a Pro-Am

I love golf. This is not news to anyone that knows me. And as a non-professional golfer, I am a fairly decent player. I hit the ball a long way off the tee, my long irons are iffy, and my putting is getting better. When I am not playing golf, I am usually watching it on television. The Golf Channel is on more that my wife would prefer, but what can she do? She is married to a golf nut.

Until this weekend, as much as I love the game, there is one thing that I had never had the priviledge of doing, and that is attend a live PGA Tour event. My daughter and I were fortunate enough to get a couple free passes to the practice round and Junior Golf Day at the Memorial yesterday. It was amazing to witness these golfers we had seen on TV for years up close and personal. We purchased a flag, and even got a few autographs. (My daughter was speechless when Rory McIlroy walked up to her and signed her flag.) I stood and watched one of my all-time favorites, Ernie Els, practice putting for about 20 minutes. A fascinating process. I am also going back on Saturday and am really looking forward to these guys actually hit in competition.

As we walked the grounds and watched the players a few things stood out. One, these guys really do hit the ball a LONG way. Even guys we had never heard of could bomb the ball 350 yards right down the middle. Next, most of the players are very nice and personable. They take time to talk with the fans, sign autographs, and show they care. I really appreciated that. Finally, the course is amazingly beautiful, but television really does not really do justice to the elevation changes and the undulations in the greens. They try with their computer graphics and charts, but until you actually walk the course, you have no idea how hilly it is. Plus, having played mostly public courses, I have never hit off of fairways that tight or pristine, and the tee boxes were like most of the greens I play. Which leads me to the point of this posting.

On Wednesday at most professional golf tourneys there is a Pro-Am tournament going on. This was no exception yesterday at the Memorial. There were 3 amatuer players paired with a professional player, and at the Memorial, they were top name players. Tiger Woods, Phil Mickelson, Rory McIlroy, Hunter Mahan, Rickie Fowler, Bubba Watson, among others. As I watched some of these poor guys hack it around with their pros, I wondered what it must be like to be inside the ropes with a tour pro, if only for just 18 holes. The amatuers even had caddies with their names on the back of the bibs  How cool is that!?!!? So, yesterday, it became my mission to find out. #1 on my "bucket list" is now to play in a pro-am!

I am not sure how one gets to enter a pro-am tournament, but I have heard that it involves a very large entry fee, sometimes up to $15,000 or more, which of course goes to charity. That's great, except that I work for a charity; a small, non-profit, homeless shelter and $15K is almost half of my annual salary. I also have a daughter with special needs which tends to place an extra burden on the family budget. Thus, I just don't believe my "financial advisor" would allow me to spend than we paid for my car on one round of golf. I payed $75 once at a really nice course I had been wanting to play for some time and she griped for weeks.

So, here is my quandry. How does an average guy, who loves golf, and is just trying to make the world around him a better place, get into a pro-am tournament? I can't afford to join a country club, and usually play budget golf. I have a discount book that I use at local courses, frequent GolfNow.com and other discount sites, and hate paying more than $30 for a round. I dream of one day playing Pebble Beach, Whistling Straights, Torrey Pines, and Pinehurst #2 is #1 on my list, but have never played any of the top 100 courses in the United States. One of those may happen someday, but dropping $10,000 on a pro am will not. There must be a way for budget conscience golfer to get invited and participate in a pro-am.

I have seen contests where entrants win a spot in a pro-am, and I always enter, but my history in winning things like that is typically "Thanks for entering! You will be notified if you are a winner." I am never notified. I do win the occassional golf club or hat, but never anything beyond that. Another option is to quit my awesome job at the shelter for homeless families and become a professional golfer. I could be the "Pro" in the pro-am. I have actually discussed this plan with my "financial advisor" and while I cannot repeat her response word for word, her demise and pigs sprouting wings on the same day were mentioned.

Perhaps my best chance may be to find one of those wealthy corporate sponsors that needs a 4th to complete their team, and hope they pick me based on my game. I am a 7 handicap after all, I could help a pro-am team. While there are certain professional golfers that I would prefer to play a round with, I am not picky as long as I am in a pro-am. Thus, if you have a team and are in need of a 4th, please email me. I am a really nice guy, don't drink beer, love a good joke, and play well under pressure.

You never know, this just might work.

Hit 'em straight!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Golf Marathon May 11, 2012

On May 11, 2012, I will be participating in my first golf marathon. This is a fundraiser for Family Promise of Northern Kentucky, the organziation for whom I work. Family Promise is the only homeless shelter in Northern Kentucky that keeps the entire family together during the crisis of temporary homelessness. I have never played 100 holes in one day, to the challenge should be extreme.

Yet, this is a fundraiser. So, if you are reading this and have the means, please consider sponsoring me for this worthy cause. Your tax deductible donation will go to supporting children and their families who are homeless in Northern Kentucky.

Also, follow me on Twitter, @bhobstetter, for updates throughout the day on May 11 on how I am playing, how I feel, weather and anything else interesting I can think. Will probably include several pictures as well.

If you would like more information, or would like to sponsor me in my efforts (please!), go to www.nkyihngolf.org.

Thanks!

Thursday, March 1, 2012

This is not the basketball I know

I grew up watching college basketball and playing basketball. Then, for the past few years, I lost interest, mostly because my teams were not very good. This year, Ohio State and Kentucky both have good teams, so I have become more interested and started watching again. As I have watched, it seems to me that the game has changed from a game of grace and finesse to a game of power and contact. I have also noticed that officiating across the board is terrible. Maybe the game has sped up to the point where the officials are unable to keep pace with the players and just cannot see all the fouls. Or perhaps, the college game has gone to a more NBA approach, but whatever the case, I do not like this version of basketball.

In particular it seems the better the player, the fewer foul calls he gets. The two examples I see are Anthony Davis of Kentucky and Jared Sullinger of Ohio State. These guys are constantly being hacked, bumped, pushed, and pounded in the paint, with few calls. But should they breathe in the direction of another player, they are called for a foul. I am a firm believer that if it is a foul for one player, it should be a foul for all players, no matter who they are. Sullinger has been showing some frustration on the court lately, as he should. The man is being mugged almost every trip down the court, and the refs are not protecting him.

It is not just against Kentucky and Ohio State that officiating is lax. I was watching a game between two other Big 10 teams the other night, with similar results; poor and inconsistent officiating. I could argue that in some cases, the inconsistent officiating has affected the outcome of the game. It almost cost Ohio State last night at Northwestern, when a missed foul call allowed the other team to get the ball and tie the game.

My other BIG peeve with basketball officiating is not calling a foul in the last 10 seconds of the game. I believe that if it is a foul in the first 10 seconds of the game, it should be a foul in the last 10 seconds of the game. How many times have we seen a player get hacked on a 3 point attempt or in the paint at the end of the game with no call. Why do the refs suddenly swallow their whistle when the game is on the line. If it is a foul, call it

At least the madness will be over soon. I am really just using basketball to kill time until baseball season finally begins. Go Reds!

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The dream that is Camargo...

I read a blog the other day written by this guy who has played 98 of the top 100 golf courses in the world. My first thought was, "Wow! I'd love to do that!" My next thought was, "Wow! I'd love to have that much money!" My third thought was, "How in the world did he get on to those courses?" Of the top 100 courses in the world, I have had the good fortune of playing exactly zero. I dream to one day play Pebble Beach, Whistling Straights, and Pinehurst No. 2. I have some golf buddies that have played those courses and I hear fabulous things. I have played a couple courses that were at one time ranked in the top 100 public courses in the US, Otter Creek and Shaker Run. I hope to soon get over to the east side of Ohio to play Longaberger, which is currently ranked #56 in the US. But my dream of crossing off that first top 100 course still lingers.

There is one small hope, however. You see, I live in the beautiful city of Cincinnati, OH. When one thinks of the top golf courses in the would, Cincinnati does not exactly jump to the forefront of one's mind. Yet, do not be fooled there are some fine golf courses in and around the greater Cincinnati area, and many of them are public. Courses such as Lassing Pointe, Legendary Run, The Vineyard, Sharon Woods, Stonelick Hills, and Shaker Run, just to name a few.

There are also some fabulous private courses in Cincinnati, and not too far away from where I work and play lies one that is also one of the top 100 courses in the world, a Seth Raynor design known as Camargo Club (currently ranked #39 by Golf Magazine; I don't know what Golf Digest's problem is!) The problem is Camargo is private. VERY private. You can't just call up and make a tee time. You have to have a member play with you. This would not be a problem if I knew any members, which I do not. I am a decent golfer, current handicap is 7, and hit the ball a long way. So, if any members of Camargo read this and need a partner for a Member/Guest tourney, or other event, just send me an email and I will get right with you. Otherwise, I will have to sit and dream of playing that beautiful course right in my back yard.

Oh well, I'm off to play Augusta National again...on the Wii.

Hit them down the middle!

Monday, December 27, 2010

Where have all the cool dads gone?

My post the other day about the "I love my wife" t-shirt got me thinking about television and how dads are portrayed these days. When I was a small lad growing up in the beautiful metropolis of Portsmouth, OH, I remember watching sitcoms where the dads were cool. They were role models. They were men that you wanted emulate when you became a father. Today's TV dads are buffoons and often the butt of the joke. What happened? When did dad go from being king of the castle to the court jester? As I said before, I blame the Simpsons.

I used to watch shows like Bonanza, Father Knows Best, The Cosby Show, Leave It to Beaver, the Brady Bunch, the Courtship of Eddie's Father, Good Times, My Three Sons, Andy Griffith, Happy Days, and others. Most had men that were in charge and not seen as idiots. The dads were cool, they knew their children and were interested in their lives. And when the child got out of line or broke the rules, the dad would step in and take care of the situation.

Now, men are often portrayed as incompetent, and ignorant of what is going on around them. Rarely do we see fathers disciplining their children on tv anymore. If we do, the whole episode revolves around the father's inability to effectively discipline his children. Don't get me wrong, I like a good sitcom as much as the next guy. I just wonder what happened to all the cool dads. Sadly, the only father currently on television I know of that has a grasp on his children's lives is (gulp) Robbie Ray Stewart (portrayed by Billy Ray Cyrus) on Hannah Montana. (If you know of another one, PLEASE send me a note!)

Seriously, though, were there any "cooler" fathers on TV than Andy Taylor or Heathcliff Huxtable? These shows were also open and honest in their character portrayal. We frequently saw the angst of Andy as he disciplined his son. When one of the Huxables knew they had messed up and did not want to tell their parents because they were afraid of disappointing them. Yet, when Heathcliff and Claire found out, yes, they disciplined their children, but they also did it with love and respect.

Where are these fathers on TV today? When did Hollywood lose touch with reality? I know many men and fathers who are very strong fathers and the head of their household. Yes, there are some dads that have lost touch with their wives and children. However, not all fathers are the idiots that we see on TV and in movies. I believe it is time for Hollywood to get a clue and bring back the role models.

The word of God encourages fathers to be the best they can be. Colossians 3:21 says,"Fathers, do not embitter your children, or they will become discouraged." And Ephesians 6:4 adds, "Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord." Men, be the best father and husband you can be. Your God demands it.

Friday, December 17, 2010

3 years and still pain free

I wrote this blog in 2007 on the first anniversary of being pain free. Two years later I am still pain free and wanted to share it again. I have updated the timeframe to make it current, but other than that, the blog is in tact and still tells the story very well. I still experience some numbness and tingling in the side of my head once in a while, but that is just a gentle reminder of where I was before the surgery. God is good!

Yesterday marked the three year anniversary of one of the best/worst days of my life. On December 18, 2007, I had a surgical procedure performed in my brain called Microvascular Decompression at University Hospital in Cincinnati. My doctor, Dr. John Tew, is one of the best in the country at this procedure, so I was in good hands. For those of you who may not know, I was suffering from a condition called Trigeminal Neuralgia, and had been from over 2 1/2 years.

If you have never heard of Trigeminal Neuralgia (TN), it is one of the most painful conditions known to man. Imagine sticking a taser to your face 20-30 times a day and leaving it there for about 20 seconds each time. That is what I was going through. The condition was getting worse by the day, there were no medications that I could take to alleviate my pain. Brain surgery was my only hope. I was not looking forward to having a hole drilled in the back of my skull, but I could not live with the pain any longer either. While TN is not considered a "life-threatening" illness, I believe in many ways it is worse because my quality of life was so poor. I couldn't eat, talk, or sleep without pain. I couldn't kiss my wonderful wife or amazing children without pain. The medications I took to help try to control the pain made me a zombie, (and in one case almost DID kill me). My job was being affected, my marriage, was being affected, my relationship with my children was being affected, and most importantly, my spiritual walk was being challenged.

I will never forget the first time I experienced what they call "acute" Trigeminal Neuralgia pain. I was actually taking a drink to swallow a new medicine the doctor had prescribed. When the glass touched my lip every nerve on the left side of my face fired at the same time. From my temple to my jawbone, every nerve was burning. This lasted for about 20 seconds, and I am not kidding when I tell you that had there been a gun on the kitchen counter, I would have shot myself to end the pain. The same thing happened during a meeting a work about 4 hours later, and I couldn't talk or explain what was happening, so they thought I was having a seizure or something and it freaked everyone out.

When the surgery was over, I was on some pretty good pain killers and other drugs, but I remember Dr. Tew telling me that this surgery was the only thing that would have eased my pain. There was an artery and a blood vessel fused to the trigeminal nerve in my brain by scar tissue. Dr. Tew removed the scar tissue and wrapped Teflon padding around the nerve. When I woke up, I could tell immediately that something was different; the pain was gone. My life would be restored. The moment would have been more complete had they not given me Percocet, which I had never taken and did not know would cause me to be vomitous for about 8 hours. The Dr. eventually switched me to Morphine and all was well.

Thus, three years ago today, that I stepped out of University Hospital a new man. I have not had one flash of pain since. There is a chance the pain could return someday, and there have been other side effects from the surgery. I had mild case of Bell's palsy, some numbness on my skull, and a small dent in the back of my head. I will take all of those for they remind me that life is so precious and there are so many things we take for granted. I thank God for Dr. Tew and the knowledge and skill that he has. I thank God for another day to share with my family and friends. I thank God that I have lived pain free for the past three years, and sincerely ask that be a trend that continues for a long time.

Monday, December 13, 2010

i love my wife and have the t-shirt to prove it

A few months ago, I was browsing in the Family Christian store and came across a t-shirt that said simply, "i love my wife." The shirt immediately caught my attention for several reasons. 1) it was black, and I love black t-shirts, 2) it was on sale 50% off, i love a good sale, and 3) it truly stated the way I feel, I love my wife. (Note: lest I get comments, I love my wife WAY more than I love black t-shirts or a good sale.) Thus, the purchase of said shirt became imminent and I took it home. Honestly, I did not purchase this shirt to earn "brownie" points with my bride, nor did I buy it because I was in her dog house and wanted to get out. I purchased the shirt because I love my wife, and I am not afraid to let anyone know.

However, whenever I wear this shirt in public, I find that I will get the most peculiar comments, mostly from women. Things such as, "You must have been in the dog house", or, "did your wife make you wear that?" My usual tongue-in-cheek response is, "No, it was on sale." However, I think it is a sad commentary on our society today, that a man cannot wear a shirt that openly confesses his love for his spouse without others thinking there is an ulterior motive or coercion involved.

One of my biggest pet peeves is the men are portrayed as clueless, ignorant jerks on TV, in movies, and ESPECIALLY commercials. Beer commercials are the worst. There is one that has a man coming home from work and his wife or girlfriend is waiting, wearing very little, and all he cares about is the beer. Really? Are men that dumb? No, we are not. I don't know where this stereotype was born, but I blame the Simpsons.

I do love my wife and I find nothing wrong with letting others know, starting with my kids. One of our favorite sounds is when we are caught kissing by the children in the kitchen or living room, and they say, "Ewww! Gross!" Audrey has recently taken to just saying, "Hey! Kids in the room!" to which we keep on kissing. I believe it important to model romance and appropriate affection for your children. That doesn't mean we make-out in front of them, but we are not afraid to hug, snuggle, and share a small smooch once in a while.

A t-shirt does not define nor confirm my love for my wife and I do not wear it to gain her favor. I only hope that when you see me in my favorite black shirt you will smile softly and remember that not all men are clueless jerks.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

You are unique; just like everyone else


In an impromptu meeting at work the other day, I was told by one of my supervisors that I am "quirky". Her comment took me aback momentarily, while this is not exactly news to me, in my brief 41 years on this moist, rotating sphere, I do not recall anyone actually ever saying that directly to me. Again, it is not a huge national secret that I may have a few peculiarities, I just found it strange that someone would blurt it out without even a moment's thought about how that would make me feel. What if I didn't know I was quirky and thought I was "normal" like everyone else? (Side note: there is no such thing as normal. If you think you're normal, get over yourself, you're not.) Saying this out loud to someone might be considered an insult or hurt their feelings. My feelings went unblemished because I revel in my peculiarities; God made me this way and I am good with that.

Being called quirky got me thinking about the bigger picture. We all have our quirks, oddball moments, hang-ups, phobias, and peculiarities. Everyone on earth has a quirk that really defines who they are. That is what is so amazing about our creator. We are all uniquely designed. From the color of our skin to our favorite color, each person is different. I have even met identical twins that you could not tell apart by looking, but their personalities and interests are completely different. We are all quirky. And yet, the Bible tells us we are all created in God's image. Genesis 1:27 says, "So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them." (NIV)

If we are created in God's image, and we are all quirky, then I must be the creation of a quirky God. Please, do not send me letters or nasty e-mails saying I should not call God "quirky". I am just following the logic.

I can think of no better way to illustrate my point than with the Christmas story. God comes to earth as a baby born to a virgin. Mary and her fiancee can find no room to rest and deliver the Son of God, so he is born in a barn, wrapped in rags, and laid in a feeding trough. Then, the angels dash from heaven to announce this miraculous arrival to, not kings or nobles, but shepherds. The shepherds decide the best thing for them to do after hearing the choir of heaven is to abandon their sheep and livelihood and go worship a newborn.

A year or two later, just as Joe and Mary are getting settled in with their new home and family in Bethlehem, some Magi from somewhere in the East show up because of a star in the sky. The Magi don't bring toys or food, but gold, frankincense (embalming fluid), and myrrh (a Christian record label.) But because the wise guys had stopped to see "Herod the crazy" first, Joe and Mary have to take toddler Jesus on a field trip to Egypt. (Seriously, would you want to take a 2 year old on a road trip by camel?) After Herod dies, and they have filled their Facebook album with pictures of Jesus by the Sphinx, an angel tells them to return to Israel. They finally settle down and raise a family not in a booming metropolis or even the suburbs, but Galilee; the hillbilly section of Israel.

So I ask you, is our God not a wee bit quirky? Honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Hope your Christmas is filled with the love of Christ and your new year is filled with his blessings.

Bill

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

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Another picture from the game.

REDS WIN!


Last night I had the opportunity to be a part of history. I was in attendance when Jay Bruce drove the first pitch he saw in the bottom of the ninth inning off the batter's eye in centerfield. It was an amazing moment. The moment was so surreal, I am not sure people knew what to do. People were screaming, jumping up and down, high-fiving total strangers. The ballpark went nuts. The players went nuts. The announcers went nuts. It was an incredible moment.

Cincinnati has been waiting for 15 years for a moment like this. It was great for this town and this team. The Reds are a relatively young squad and if the owners can keep them together, this will hopefully, be just the first of many division titles to come. I don't know how far they will go into the post-season. I would like to see another World Series come to Cincinnati. But, first let's just enjoy the current moment.

Congratulations, Reds! The 2010 National League Central Division Champs!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Non-Coffee Drinkers Unite!

I don't like coffee. Trust me. I have tried. I have tried many different types of coffee. I have tried coffee with cream, sugar, lots of sugar, lots of cream, and coffee from some the "supposed" best coffee joints around. Always the same result; gagging and choking followed by an urgent need to find something to get the nasty taste out of my mouth.

Yet, where ever you go, people are always trying to give you coffee with little regard for those of us who can't stand the stuff. Meetings, church, hotels, restaurants, they all will offer you coffee, often for free. However, if you want a Mt. Dew or other beverage, you have to cough up some cash.

The other thing I don't understand about coffee is this obsession with Starbucks and other expensive coffees. I suppose my opinion here is bias, due the fact that a $1 cup of coffee tastes just as gross as a $5 cup of coffee. Does coffee at Starbucks really taste that much better than coffee at Speedway? Now, McDonald's is trying to make gourmet coffee; I know that because every time I drive up to get my Egg McMuffin lately, they ask if I would like to try an "Iced Mocha" or some other yuck. Keep your coffee, just give me my Egg McMuffin.

Today, I am calling up on all coffee haters - join me in my rebellion! Let us rid ourselves of this liquid curse for good! Ok, so there is really no need to rebel. But it would be nice to get some free Mt. Dew once in a while.

Peace.

Bill

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

What to do with my life...

Hey, friends. Can we talk? I have something going on, and need an ear to listen, or in this case, eyes to read. I once again find myself standing at crossroads in my career. My current job is a grant funded position, and while I enjoy it very much, my contract ends in June with little hope of being renewed. Thus, for about the third time in my adult life, I find myself asking, "what do I want to be when I grow up?" Naturally, I have been putting a lot of thought, prayer, and consideration into this question. I have sought the advice of trusted friends, and relatives. I have also taken a couple of career aptitude tests that were of some help, but they really just reaffirmed what I already knew; that I should be in career that helps people. What a big surprise.

One test also suggested I become a writer. This is something that I have considered over the years, and is very appealing to me. I love to write. The problem is that I have no educational background in writing, I have no idea where to start, and need to make money to help support the family while I am writing. One of my resolutions for 2010 is to get my children's book ideas to a publisher and see if anyone is interested. I have always heard, "write what you know." So, I may just do that. In the mean time, I need a real job. One that pays real money, so I can drive my real car, and eat some real food, and pay my real mortgage.

I have also considered returning to ministry, but my experiences there were not very good. Thus, I am not sure I want to take that leap again. Also, we do not want to leave Cincinnati, so if I did return to ministry, it would have to be in Cincinnati. I know that sounds rather limiting of God, but our daughter with Down syndrome needs the resources we can get here. I did enjoy the teaching and hand-holding ministry parts, but I did not do church politics well. I would also like to work for a school system or hospital, but again, am lacking the necessary education. Going to school to get a teaching degree is another option, but that requires money, and for money I need a job. It is a vicious cycle.

Well, that is where I am in my professional life right now. Thanks so much for taking the time to listen (read). I would love your feedback, encouragement, and even a kick in the pants or two. So feel free to pass those along.

Peace.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

The time for action is now!

I know it has been 7 months since my last blog, but there is something on my mind and I need to put it into print. I am very concerned with the path our country is on. In the past, I have not been one to be deeply involved in politics, but the events of the past year have spurred me in to action. Our government is leading us directly toward a major financial collapse. Like Icarus, they are so enamored with their own power they are flying us to ruin, without any concern for our future. I am baffled by the health care bill debate. I have to believe that Congress and Senate have seen the poll numbers that show that the overwhelming percentage of Americans do not support government run health care or their bill. Yet, they continue to push it through.

This bill will cost at least a TRILLION dollars, which we will be taxed for now, but will not begin until 2014. When it does begin, it will last only 5 years. How is this a good idea? Furthermore, I have yet to hear a good explanation as to how government controlled health care is constitutional. We are trillions in debt, yet they keep spending. They do not care about the American people, and seem to be doing what ever they want, no matter what their constituency tells them. Harry Reid last night revealed that they had come up with a government option deal, but he could "not disclose the details". What happened to transparency?

So, here is what I am doing and encourage you to join me if you have not already done so. Call, e-mail, or fax your Senators and Congressmen and tell them you do not support the health care bill and urge them to fight against it. Use your voice. Use it now! We do not need this right now. We need fiscal responsibility from our leaders. And do not just call once. Call every week. Call every day. Make them hear you. We cannot be silent any longer. Tell them we do not want tax dollars funding abortion. Tell them to think about the future of our children and our nation. Tell them that if they do not listen to the voters now, we will find someone who will in the next election. America is still a democracy. Stand up America and make your voice heard!

Bill

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

FREE T-SHIRTS!!!

I love free stuff. Really, who doesn't. I love it when friends have extra tickets to the Reds or Bengals and I go to a game at no charge. Occassionally, golf equipment companies will send me a free hat, free balls, or even clubs to test and review, that is sweet! I even like going to Sam's club or the grocery store when they have free samples to try.

One of my favorite things to get for free is a t-shirt. I really dig free t-shirts! So, one evening, I got on my computer and did a Google search for "Free T-Shirts". There are many companies out there that offer free t-shirts for completing a survey or signing up for their mailing list, or just to help advertise. So, I spent a couple hours one night doing just that. Signing up for mailing lists, taking a few surveys, and trying to get as many people to send me a free t-shirt as possible. By bath time, (Audrey's not mine) I had probably signed up for 10 to 15 free shirts. There were a few that were gimmicks; we give you a free t-shirt if you complete 3 offers or change your long distance, etc. A few others would give you a free shirt, but you had to pay a shipping fee. I was solely looking for "free", no cost to me what so ever. My goal was to get as many free t-shirts as possible and totally revamp my "casual" wardrobe.

To date, I have received a total of 1 free t-shirt. This shirt was from a screen printing company called "Monkey in a Dryer". I had to pay a small shipping fee (so there goes the free part) but the shirt was too cool to pass up. I am proudly wearing it in the picture. Their website is www.monkeyinadryer.com, where you can get your free shirt (plus shipping and handling).

Thus, I would have to say my efforts to revitalize my t-shirt drawer have been unsuccessful. However, I will still have various charitable events in which I participate and the occasional convention where I can snag a free shirt. I was just hoping for something more substantial from the web. Silly me.

So, if you own a company, or just work for one, and have access to free shirts (or hats), send one my way (size XL). I always have room for a free t-shirt.

Peace.

Bill

Did you miss me?

It has been quite a while since I have written, and if you missed me, I am sorry for the delay. I have not been feeling well for the past few months and my motivation for outside interests have waned. Turns out, according to my doctor and blood tests, that my pituitary gland is not functioning correctly. Which can cause symptoms of depression, fatigue, lack of energy, and a bevy of other issues. I am in treatment and starting to feel much better. So, I hope to begin writing again very soon.

I am also working on a children's book project, as prompted by my mother-in-law, so that has taken a little of my writing time away from this blog as well. I will return to you dear readers, I promise. I do have a lot to say, but just not the time to say it.

In the meantime, may the peace of Jesus be with you.

Bill

Monday, March 9, 2009

Not gone

Hey, everyone. I have not stopped writing, just been busy. I am taking a stats class at the University of Cincinnati and it is kicking my butt. Plus, I have not been feeling well the past week, the kids have been sick, and my wife just finished a paper for a class she is taking. So, not much going on really.

I'll get something out to you soon.

Peace.

Bill

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

As I was doing my Bible study and prayer time this morning, I came across a verse that caused me to pause and think. This is not a new occurrence, many verses cause me to reflect. But this one made me reflect to the point that I have to write my thoughts out and share them with others. I am sure I have read the verse many times in the past, but for some reason, today, the words really hit home. The verse is Mark 8:38, "If anyone is ashamed of me and my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when he comes in his Father's glory with the holy angels." (NIV)

There were two thoughts that jumped into my mind as I read that verse. First, that these words of Jesus are just as relevant today, as they were 2000 years ago. We live in "an adulterous and sinful generation." Anyone who would deny this fact does not understand the definition of sin. Just watch the news, or television, or go to Wal-Mart, you see the depravity of this world all around us. From our commercials to our lifestyle, our world is fallen. As Christians we are commissioned by Christ to be a light in the darkness, but our light is fading. We are allowing the world to silence our voice. Our country was founded upon the principles of Christianity, and yet Christians are seen as hypocrites, hate-mongers, and irrelevant.

Which brings me to my second thought from the passage at hand. Am I ashamed of Jesus? Jesus says that anyone who is ashamed of Him in this generation, He will be ashamed of when He returns in his Father's glory. I had to search my soul long and hard to find the answer to this question. Am I ashamed of Jesus? After some soul searching and prayer, I am happy to say that my answer is "no". There have been many times when I am ashamed of myself for choices I have made, especially in light of my relationship with Jesus. Yet, when push comes to shove, I know that I am doing my best to be a light in this dark world. It is difficult in today's society to live your faith out loud. We can't pray in schools, we can proselytize at work for fear of a lawsuit of being fired, and we don't want to be labeled a religious nut, so we stay silent. In doing so, we have lost our voice in society. Churches used to be the cornerstone of the community, have become just another event on our social calendar.

My friends and coworkers know that I am a Christian, and some of them have even come to me for council because of my faith. During my annual review last year I was reprimanded by my boss for sharing too much of my Christian beliefs during a work presentation. I will not say I am perfect, far from it. I am a sinner made whole by the precious blood of Jesus. And there have been times in the past when I should have spoken up, but held my tongue. For this I am ashamed. Yet, I am confident that my faith is evident to all. "I am not ashamed of the Gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes." (Romans 1:16 NIV)

So, there is an obvious question for you, dear reader, and hopefully you have already asked it.

Peace.

Bill

Monday, February 16, 2009

It's the most wonderful time of the year.

I haven't written for a couple of weeks, for which I apologize. I have been somewhat busy with life, but I am back! So, my loyal readers (all 6 of you), enjoy!

I know that many people do not enjoy winter. And here in the Midwest, Winter pretty much is miserable. It is cold, snowy, wet, dank, and just not pleasant. Yet, as Winter draws itself to a close, we are also given a new hope. Hope that spring is just around the corner and bringing warmer weather. Hope that the drab, dreary days filled with depression will so be gone. Hope that comes with the simple phrase, "pitchers and catchers have reported." Yes, it is true! BASEBALL IS BACK! And while real games are still a month and a half away, the opening of spring training camp gives us a subtle reminder that the days of Winter are declining. Spring will be returning along with the singing of birds, the cracking of bats, and the popping of gloves.

There is also one other glimmer of hope that this time of year provides. The hope that your team will win their division, and better yet the World Series. I am a lifelong Cincinnati Reds fan. And for the past 15 years we have not had much to celebrate. But, this spring (as with every spring) I am hopeful that the Reds can actually contend for a title this year. I am a realist and understand that for the Reds to win the National League or the World series, they will have to make some major improvements to their line-up. However, I do believe that they can contend for their division. Scoff, if you wish but that is the beauty of Spring. Until the games start to count in the standings, every team has an equal chance.

So to the return of baseball I say, "welcome!" You have been missed. We welcome you back with open arms and know that your return means that warmer weather is on its way. And with warmer weather comes golf, but that's another story.

Peace.

Bill

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Golf is cruel game

As many of you are aware, I am an avid golfer. I love to play golf. Golf is more than just a hobby, it is a passion. If I could figure out a way to make money in the golf business, I would. But I am not good enough to play on the tour, and many other golf jobs do not allow much time for actually playing golf. So, alas, I maintain my current level of employment solely for the purpose of supporting my golf habit.

One of the cruel aspects of the game however, is that it is a rather expensive hobby. It costs to play, you have to have proper equipment, which can be expensive, and the clothing is not cheap either. This can present a problem, especially if you work for a non-profit organization, as I do. I have found ways around the cost through coupons and getting others to pay for greens fees, but it is still not cheap.

Several years ago, my wife and I came to an agreement that we would set a budget for the year as to how much I could spend on golf. When the money is gone, I am done for the year. I have ended up with a surplus the past three years, that I carry over, or blow on guitar equipment, but that is another entry. Part of the surplus in 2006 and 2007 was because I was in pain most of the time and did not play a lot of golf. The surplus last year was because Michal Beth was playing with me, so my wife upped the budget to include her golf as well.

The past couple of years, I have been hoping for a new set of clubs with which I can further enjoy my game. However, a good set of irons alone can cost upwards of $600. And, as is the agreement, golf equipment, balls, grips, shoes, and yes, clubs must also come out of the pre-determined golf budget. So, I could go out this year and get a new set of shiny, game-improvement clubs, but I wouldn't have any money left to play golf. So my new game-improvement clubs would only deteriorate my game, because you have to actually play golf to get better at golf. Thus, if I want to play I have to keep the old clubs.

The truth is, my current set of golf clubs are good clubs. They are not the latest and greatest that are available. I have had my irons for about 8 years. They were a birthday/Father's Day gift from my wife prior to the budget agreement. I have a nice set of Titleist clubs that were custom fit for me. Part of the reason I have not made a bigger push for new irons is that I like my irons and have not really found anything that hits the ball any better. Yet, they are 8 years old, and are starting to show it. The shafts are rusting on the inside, there are some dents and dings on the heads, and the faces are worn. But, they still work.

You see, the golf industry spends a lot of money on research and advertising. The main purpose of golf advertising is to try to get golfers to believe that their current equipment is inferior to the latest and greatest clubs available. Tuthfully, there are some benefits to new technology in golf equipment. However, with the advancements in golf equipment and balls over the last 20 years, the average handicap has remained the same. There is an old saying, "a good craftsman never blames his tools". But golfers love to blame their equipment for a bad round.

I will turn 40 this year in May. So maybe my wife will have pity on me and hook me up for my birthday...but not likely. So, alas, another Summer will come and go and I will be schlepping my bag full of old clubs around seeking the ever elusive birdie. Golf is a cruel game, even when you aren't playing.

Peace.

Bill

Monday, February 2, 2009

Children's books are fun!

For as long as I can remember, my mother-in-law has been trying to get me to write a children's book. I must admit that I am not opposed to the idea. I would love to write a children's book. I have story ideas and believe that I could write a very nice children's book. My only problem is that I have no idea where to begin.

There are a myriad of celebrities out there that have published children's books, so if they can do it, why can't I? Seriously, if Madonna and Jamie Lee Curtis can publish books, there must be hope for a creative genius like me. The big difference is celebrities have their name and wallets to put behind a book. I have my mother-in-law's endorsement. Which is super when I would like another piece of pie, I am not sure it would get me very far with a company like HarperCollins.

"I would like to have you publish my book," I ask politely.
"And who are you?" Replies the man behind the big mahogany desk.
"Why, my name is William A. Hobstetter, and I have a dandy book that children the world over will love."
The executive replies, "That's nice. I have never heard of you, and don't know who you are. Why should I invest our company's money in your book?"
And I would reply with all the strength I can muster, "Because my mother-in-law said so, that's why. And if you don't she is going to come down here and go all Chuck Norris on your face."

I could be wrong, but I do not believe that is the best method of getting your book into the hands of children. If my mother-in-law could drop a roundhouse kick like Chuck Norris, I might have a better chance. But for now, if my dream of being published is to come to fruition, then I am going to have to have a better plan.

There is another reason I have not really pursued the idea of getting my book published; I don't deal well with rejection. I have known a few people that had books published or signed record deals. You hear "no" a whole lot more than you hear "yes". There are a lucky few who get published on their first try, but that is rare. I have had my fair share of rejection letters from job hunts and I take them personally. I don't know if I could handle someone who has never met me telling me that something I put my heart and soul into is not good.

Who knows, one day I may get the courage to pull out my stories and give it a go. I have a friend from college that just recently published a book and she has also encouraged me to try. But, for now my story of Grace the Bunny and Lizzy the Platypus, will stay tucked neatly away in my mind. Yet, a story about a Kung-fu fighting granny might not be bad...

Peace.

Bill