I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 31:13, and realized that I'd kind of missed it. I thought about the perfect little black cat which inspired the name, back in, gosh, '09. Part of me still regrets not toting that kid home.
Jeff Krupsaw and I played one loop of the par-three course, and the first six holes of the regular course at First Tee this afternoon. I never once wrote anything on a scorecard, but I'm pretty sure I had a 38 for the par-three, and am positive I played the first six holes of the big course in nine-over, with three bogies and three doubles. The weather was perfect—upper-fifties, overcast, and absolutely calm. Also, the new assistant golf pro there has become the current Miss Little Rock. Her name is Monica. She's funny, and cuter than two motherfuckers.
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