Friday, August 21, 2009

At Ye Olde Driving Range

Yep. Hit golf balls today with Rich and Felicia. Not only that, was astoundingly good at it. Kept smashing towering shots straight down the middle almost to the farthest markers. Actual Old Golf Coots hitting balls next to us kept telling me, "Nice shot!" and asking what my handicap was.

I have to say I've never understood the whole handicap thing. Is that an officially issued number?  How is that figured, anyway? I claimed ignorance and hit another home run dead center.   Someone was kind enough to point out the tragic irony of discovering you are good at something that you cannot possibly afford to do on a regular basis.  Sour grapes I say!

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