The Mystery of Golf

Until this afternoon I hadnít been on a golf course in over a decade. The sport never really did that much for me back then and it still doesnít now. I didn't play. I just drove the cart which was fine with me.

Bill and Tom are fairly laid back golfers they bring their own beer and pot. Yes, I said pot. As for giving them an edge on their game, I doubt that the pot helps, but it might make bad swings more funny. At least it did for me.

Bill and Tom amaze me. For the amount of pot that they smoke they never seem to get the munchies. I get hungry fairly often to begin with and after smoking some pot I have to eat.

As the day progressed I got more and more tired. A combination of things had made me tired. Lack of sleep is the first cause. Brenda had woken me up twice in the night.