Bunker Mulligan "Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." ~Mark Twain

When I went to the golf course this morning, the air was wet and cold. But by noon, the sky had cleared and it turned into a beautiful day.

I haven’t played in three weeks–too many happenings at the Mulligan house. And the work continued today. Yesterday I tried to partition the HUGE hard drive on Mrs. Birdie’s computer, and the machine crashed. Today I returned to try and get it going again. I finally got Windows reinstalled, moved some shortcuts around, and it crashed once again. That, along with building some shelves for her and doing the weekend grilling ate up all my time, and her computer is still down. Birdie had not made the rescue disks before he left, so we ordered them direct and will get the machine back to work in the next day or so.

Golf? Started out with two pars and a bogey, then didn’t get another par until the 13th hole (the beautiful 3-par view in the link above). I managed to par several more before finishing, but my score wasn’t anything to brag about. I did hit a bunch of fairways, and outdrove all in my group most of the time. A few chunky iron shots really ruined my score.

But, I PLAYED GOLF TODAY!