Sincerest condolences go out to caddie Rick Kropf and his family. Rick’s dad passed away yesterday at the age of ninety-one.
Hung at the course till around one. Yesterday they gave out bag lunches but starting today, coupons in one’s caddie packet must be redeemed at a concession stand. Since Maddie didn’t make it I was out of luck, or so I thought. Found out that if you look destitute enough, someone will hand you an extra. Had the brat and a bag of Fritos. 🙂
Revo Sunglasses are giving out a free pair to all players and caddies this week. One thing about mirrored glasses, when some dufus extols the details of some inane anecdote, you can roll your eyes and he he doesn’t know. Which happened.
A cooler was placed backwards next to the putting green which meant you had to practically stand in the flowers to pull out a drink because only half of the lid opened up. This was bugging me so I turned it around. Shortly after, a guy walks up and must have gotten a drink earlier because he tied to open the back. When that didn’t work, he then opened the front and, apparently not seeing what he was searching for, tried to open the back again. DOH! Here’s your sign.
This is not a Chinese puzzle box.
“Scraper” finally got out of dreary old Portland and has landed in the state of eternal sunshine (well, maybe not this year). Working for Becky Morgan.
A shady character was hanging in the caddied area and putting green and security was called to check him out. They said he’s always around and is OK. Didn’t they say that about Jack Ruby?
Had a hankering for fried chicken after the round yesterday and stopped in the local Albertsons Supermarket. Had to be the scrawniest dried up pieces I’ve ever seen. Makes the the stuff from Walmart look like gourmet fare. As far as supermarket chicken goes, Publix is the best going away.