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no it's not a story about a guy named ulf, or even sammy wilson --- but a long day on a short course with too many half-wedges and stupid dinky holes, too many missed putts... and perhaps more imperatively too many R&G's. Still it was great to get together with most of the gang of eight, drink too much and remember why we'll always be friends. And the best part is that I'm not that hungover and I was able to participate (aka ride my bike) this morning in the annual Terry Fox Run for cancer research...

And well, in regards to the previous post suggesting my golf game may improve via osmosis ---- it seems that none of my sister's touch around the greens rubbed off on me. I need to practice a bit more, okay a lot more, as I lose so many strokes the closer I get to the pin.... hyperbolic cheerios to all, Mika...