I haven’t posted for almost two days. That’s like John Daly going 43 seconds without smoking a cigarette. I have so much Scotland material to go through and write, but the jet lag is kicking my ask me no more questions…
Tomorrow morning I’m going to hit a golf ball for the first time since Scotland. I’m playing with my dad and two uncles in a Greek charity golf tournament. A scramble. Hit and giggle. 7:00a.m. on a Saturday! At least I’ll have a new putter cover from Kingsbarns Golf Links to play with in my half brain dead state.