I was going to write a thing today about a new airline that has appeared in the Dominican Republic called “Take Off!” I had jokes about whether Doug and Bob MacKenzie owned it and before I got on they would have to change their name to “Take off AND Land,” but something else happened.
The fifth-hole at Teeth of the Dog played 156-yards (Blue Tees) yesterday. I selected and 8-iron and swung. It went into the hole.
I brought the scorecard home, but I don’t know what I’ll do with it. There probably won’t be a museum exhibit dedicated to me and if there is, I think the golf accomplishments will be overshadowed by whatever prompted the reason for me being in the museum in the first place.