Fuck it, I'm changing the rules. Eighteen holes of golf, walked, is adequate to keep my streak alive. Today I walked Rebsamen with Randall Hunhoff from work. A very country fellow named Barry walked the last nine with us. I scored a 96, at 98 degrees, with 2 pars, 10 bogies, 4 doubles, and 2 triples. I got a Callaway 3-hybrid in the mail last night, killed it all day, came home and ordered a 1- and 2-hybrid. I was way too tired to run or walk.
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