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07-27-2010, 02:02 PM
Hope you guys are doing better than I am. I really wanted to launch some clubs last night. In my competitive league my handicap went down to 2 (for nine) which places me on the black tees. This introduces a whole new game since bunkers I used to fly over are now in play. Combined with a very wayward driver, I managed 2 GIRs and shot a 43. I can't remember the last time I shot 43. On the way home I was hoping for someone to cut me off. The only saving grace was having the remnants of the back room of the house (crushed by a tree) still attached. I could put some holes in the sheetrock and get some satisfaction.
The good news is I was in rare form when I went down to the city to see where the hell my building permit is. The Building Department will have something to talk about now as they do their crossword puzzles and rotisserie baseball in between scheduled breaks and naps.
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