Golfing

Wow, do I ever suck at golf. I guess I really shouldn't have expected much for my first time playing. I mean I hit the ball once every five times. I'd be happy if it even flies straight. I wasn't alone though.

Basically what happened was that one of our buddies wanted to go out for 9-holes. So we all decided to go. I thought it would be funny if I dressed the part so I went to the nearest thrift store and got myself a pair of plaid shorts and the most ridiculous polo I could find. We arrived at the golf course and I got some rental clubs. We all pitched in for some carts. Before that point I never swung a golf club. What a circus. I think out of the six of us, only two of us actually knew how to play. By the seventh hole I was actually having some lucky shots. I wasn't the worst one though, and that fact made it even more hilarious. The funnest part was driving the carts. The golf marshal kept a close eye on us troublemakers. Good times.

I mean no offense to anyone, but golf is not the sport for me. But even if I don;t like it dosen't mean that I shouldn't practice. Today I went to a driving range in order to improve my swing. I hope one day I'll be competent enough to have a good game with some friends (though you'll never see me in that ridiculous outfit again!).

By the way, this will be my final free weekend of August. After this week I'll be in a field exercise for the rest of the month that tests my knowledge of what I learned this summer. No civilization for this guy. Oh well, at least it's a change from the monotonous day-to-day activities. Wish me luck on my tests!

-Mike