Life & Other Nonsense · October 12, 2026 · 5 min read
Good ideas, questionable decisions, and a 15 handicap.
A round, a few swing thoughts, and a reminder that some stories are funnier because they actually happened.
Golf is the only sport where you pay money to be humbled in front of your friends for four and a half hours.
On the seventh hole I had what I can only describe as a vision. On the eighth hole, the vision was in the pond.
Aging, it turns out, is just golf with fewer mulligans. You learn to laugh at the slice, enjoy the company, and lie only slightly about your score.
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