from dusk to dawn

18 holes last night with Kevin at Rosland:

4, 4, 4, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3 = +3
3, 3, 3, 5, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3 = +2

= +5 overall. I beat Kevin by one or two. I have a new most embarrassing hole now: hole 5, my second round, I drove right up by the basket (about 15-20 ft out); missed my birdie by a mile, missed my par completely, hit the basket on my bogie shot, and tapped in for an easy double (sounds like high-school).

This morning Kevin picked me up at 8a.m. for a quick 9 (that's what they used to call me). I made some Silky Black Folgers coffee, he brought pumpkin bread, I brought banana bread:

4, 3, 4, 3, 4, 3, 4, 2, 3 = +3

Kevin beat me with an even par.

We met a guy named Jack, who seemed a couple of years younger than us. We let him play with us since we were going slow with our coffee and bread. He seemed excited about the game since he just started last fall. We told him we might see him out there again if we play before work.