Tuesday

Tuesday the gang and I went to play golf. I shot a 100 or so but the greatest thing is I went out to a nice course with jeans and stroked a 140 yard T-shot while the cart-master guy watched. I am pretty sure if any of us had F-d up really bad we would have gotten thrown out....let me back up why..... Ok we get there and Bryce takes the Cart and Takes it over this curb and hill Dukes of Hazzard style. Causing a loud boom and all these old farts to look at us like we were crazy. We then went to Five Guys to eat. It was good, then we watched the Royals win. Hosmer, Butler, and Francour all hit well. Vernon Wells from the Angels hit well as well. Pujols hit a ball over my head and I tried to get out of my seat and get it but I tripped over a different seat and just belly flopped on the concrete. It scared me a bit because I haven't had the wind knocked out of me for a long ass time. The boys went out to paint the town drunk and I am just chillen as of now.