It is 64 with a light breeze and bright sky, perfect for golf, and for a 29:21 walk of the Ghetto Cat Loop.
I didn't play very well at First Tee today, but did set a personal record with 30 putts, one under my previous best. I used 13 putts on the first nine, also a record by one. Joined by Randal Hunhoff, I scored a 98, with nines of 49 and 49. I had 1 birdie, 1 par, 9 bogies, 4 doubles, 2 triples, and 1 quadruple. As for the putting, I had 8 ones, 8 twos, and 2 threes. I missed a zero putt from the fringe on the final hole by two inches. It would've put me into the 20s, a goal of mine for at least the last fifteen years.
I walked the Chandler Street Loop this evening in 49:03. It's great out. Grills are going, teenage latino girls are dancing in bright frilly princess dresses on a lawn on Maple, I passed two groups of fellows drinking beer (and overheard one say, "No shit? Have you smoked any of it yet?"), and Mary Lyons ran by just after I finished. She was with a friend from I believe Dallas, who she told me about a month or so ago. "She's too fast for me," Mary said. And, this moment, a woman jogged by pushing a baby carriage. I wish now I would've invited people over for Pam's birthday party. She turned ten today.
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