Y’all.

I do not understand the game of Golf.
…but…
I live with someone who does.

So, in an effort to ‘expand my horizons’… I am going to try to learn.

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First things first, here’s what I do know.

I know that it’s actually very stress relieving to go buy a bucket of balls and go ham on slightly less than train wreck kind of day.

I also know there is a scoring system which involved weird names and circling stuff.

The clothes make me look like a really nicely dressed, nicely mannered, appropriate person. Yet appropriately equipped with spiked shoes incase some shit goes down.

I don’t touch Biggies ‘babies’, and four times a year I get to lose him to The Cobras so they can have tee time.

And, when one is working a food trailer during a tournament.. Golfers understand food and proper tip structure.

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Throughout the duration of my 40 years on this planet, one thing has been made very clear to me. The Golf Channel was created by insomniacs. There is no humanly way a single individual can sit and watch 8 hours straight without the thought of a nap weighing heavily on their minds.

Although playing would certainly keep one awake…

Welcome to Fridays. -🍋💋