July 23, 2013
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Sunday night, Mark (work bud) invites me (via text) to meet him at the driving range. after hitting a couple buckets of balls, he says his Tee time is here, and invites me to shoot the first nine with him. it's been a good 25 (+/-) years since I've stepped foot onto a golf course. I was a bit nervous, but said 0K. it was very relaxing! neither one of us kept score, but I did beat him on a couple holes (keeping score in my head on the holes I was beating him on
. he's been playing for some 15 years now...). it starts raining by the time we get to the 7rd hole, then it dawns on me; "didn't you leave the top down on your car?" (him, also being a proud owner of a Pontiac drop top). "oh shit!". we called it a day and drove the cart back to the parking lot. it hadn't rained hard, so no evident damage. the game itself was a blast! I gotta get out there more often!
just made some hambooger helper (for work lunches). now I gotta hit the shower, do the shave thang, and get ready for another stint at the stalag...
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