No, I'm not teaching an intro course about myself, nor will I be releasing my own version of
Depeche Mode's great live album. Nope. 101 is the score I posted yesterday at the West Seattle golf course. Since that represents my best score ever, you'd think I'd be bragging about it, but actually I'm going to complain instead. I had a 91 with one hole to play, only needing only an 8 to finish with a 99, and break 100 for the first time, but I
CHOKED badly, carding a TEN(!), to finish with a 101.
oh well, if I played golf more often I'd have the right to be mad, I guess. or maybe the four 16 oz Coors had something to do with it? Don't blame me - they were only 2 bucks. Here I am lining one up like
Ty Webb (photo courtesy of Phil Vandecar) and no that's not a putter.
BTW, yesterday was the farewell round of golf with my pal Keith Walsh, of the
SeattleWalshes, soon to become the NorfolkWalshes, though I'm not sure if that means they'll be registering for a new URL. Bon Voyage Keith, Julie, & Jackson! Best of luck in Virginia!