It’s always disappointing to first learn that weather will be nice and cool in three days, and then find out that the initial prediction was wrong the day before. It was supposed to be in the low 20’s tomorrow, but now it’s slated to be in the high 20’s. Aaron has a tee-off time set up for us tomorrow, but unless we can find a third party with a car, I won’t be able to go. Aaron stops working at the course in a week, so this will most likely be the last chance of the season to get out on the course, which is a pity since I got my clubs resized last year.
Trolley is coming down this weekend, as he has three days off from his job at the LCBO. I’ll be looking forward to drinking, watching some Mr. Show, and generally just hanging out.
Tom is planning a camping trip sometime in September, and unless I lose a limb, I’m going to go. Actually, the loss of a limb may be completely irrelevant. I love camping but I hate the summer, so any opportunity to be outdoors when the weather is cool is prime.
Christine has a writing project up, which I’ll gladly be partaking in soon. I always enjoy the chance to write creatively in a non-competitive environment. What, exactly, has made the buffalo so bitter is another story.