Thursday, September 22, 2011

Mom says...........grow a pair. She was always tough on me.
And............what's with the wine. You're a madras man and don't forget it. And............get back on your meds. I remember you as a happy drunk.
Rod.............I appreciate your memories of me.....it's been quite awhile. But...I'm a hack like everyone. The handicap is skewed by the Fairgrounds. At Dennis..............I'd be a 7. I can't play with the big boys, but I do like being up on the pedistal you guys have me on..............and that Johnny keeps knocking me off.
Glenn...............Call me when you find out about Sunday.
And...thanks for the course line up info. I need stuff to dwell over for 2 months.
Do we call you Grampy now?

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