"Big hitter the Lama"

I went golfing today with my parents. I got a score of 82. Not bad for my fourth outing in golf, until you find out that was only 9 holes. Maybe I am not quite on par with the Dalai Lama yet but I am getting there. Other than a couple of holes where everything fell apart -- or I hit every tree between me and the hole -- I had a pretty solid outing. I was able to hit pretty consistently with my dad's 3 wood. I did better hitting it out of the rough which is good for me since I slice just about every tee shot in between fairways. Occasionally I get lucky and land it on the fairway, just the fairway to the right of the hole I am aiming at. All-in-all, I had a net loss of two balls, did not hit anyone and did not damage any property.

(This is me golfing... notice the facial hair and the stylish hat)

After golfing, we went to Red Robin. You should wish me Happy Birthday because they all did. We used my brother's birthday card to get a free burger and sundae. Now before you feel like my brother was cheated, you have to realize that in April he got my burger, so in reality all we did was trade birthdays. The waitress forgot to bring out my sundae at first and then asked if I wanted to be embarrassed. I left the decision up to her. She told me that was cold, but after all, it is my birthday. She decided to bring everyone out and sing to me. I even got two balloons.

"So I got that goin' for me, which is nice."