Here we are in the month of May when the weather here in Southern California is the envy of the country. Golf weather. I don’t know why I play. I am not good. There is nothing else I do in life that I am as bad at as I am at playing golf, yet I continue. If after 10 years of fishing, I could not get the bait in the water, I would quit. If I were as bad a skydiver as I am a golfer, you would probably be playing golf at the Randy Lubas memorial.
It is maddening. They, the ubiquitous “they,” say that one good shot will keep you coming back. They say it like it’s a good thing. One good shot. What about the 100 lousy shots? One good shot. A photographer would be out of business. One good shot. Even a blind pig finds an occasional acorn.
And a blind pig does not spend two thousand dollars on equipment. One good shot will keep you coming back. You could say the same thing about heroin, only heroin is cheaper and you don’t lose any balls.
I can’t help myself. I’ve tried to quit. It’s hard to quit. You just can’t go cold turkey. Hey, a turkey is a “birdie.” Maybe nine holes? I give up. I’ll see you in the woods looking for balls and acorns.
I mentioned photographers. May is the month that weddings begin. Do you ever meet people at weddings who will say to you as they wave their hand in front of their face, “I just take the worst photographs.”? Does it ever occur to these people that maybe they’re just ugly? “It’s been ten shots in a row Aunt Betty. I don’t think it’s the camera. This looks like you.” Kind of ugly, just like my back swing. Oh well. I’ll see you at J.R.’s Comedy Club. Come catch Mark Eddie this month!
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