Paul Hirsch is not playing with himself on Saturday a.m. -- we hope, at least. Error, my bad. It should be Paul Hawkinson. We're going to have to come up with some nicknames for the Paul guys.
Well, by the end of the first day, we'll probably have some good ones fore each one of us.
What a blessing to only have to think for a couple of days about nothing but -- swing thoughts, nicknames, the quality of the burn on the end of our cigars, and what kind of beer to drink....
Another rule comes to mind:
As we get away -- and enjoy our lenten fellowship -- no cell phones on the course!
Fore,
Tom
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment