Rebsamen Golf Course

John, Ed, and I played Rebsamen Golf Course this morning. Ed scored 90, I scored 97, and John 104. I had nines of 49 and 48, 5 pars, 5 bogies, 5 doubles, 3 triples, and used 31 putts.
I woke up Wednesday with a right groin strain and should not have golfed that day. This morning was the first time it was pain-free.

QUESTION OF THE DAY
How does anyone say, "Freedom isn't free," and keep a straight face? I heard something like fifteen people say it on television last Friday. You know, as if people weren't fucking aware of this: "Oh, c'mon man, you're pulling my leg. You mean, someone has to pay for all these battleships and B-52s and shit?"*

I PLAN TO STAB...
...the aforementioned fifteen motherfuckers and *the first person who says anything about all the dead people and the role they played in the cost of our freedom because that goes as much without saying as the cost of canteens and camouflage and shit. Bring that up next Memorial Day, and we'll talk