I spent much of the morning counting who had referred whom in the January "Get A Member" contest, and cooking a great mess of hash browns, bacon, and fresh eggs from a farm neighbor about a mile away. I figured I'd spent the day indoors, but Ben said: "Hey, let's play a quick nine holes."
Well, we did, and took both dogs. We played the back nine and ended up tied at 26. Couldn't leave it at that, of course, so we put the dogs away - Ozzy was being a pain, moving our drives around - and… Continue