Today, I'm officially playing my first round of golf in California. I've been waiting for this. Thinking about it. Imagining how it will go.
But the last couple months have been chaos, moving and buying furniture and trying to save money, because there is absolutely nothing more expensive than moving. If Donald Trump moved twice in the same year, he'd have to host a reality show about being bankrupt.
And there's also the new-job factor. Any time you start a new job, you want to impress everyone right away. So I've been working a lot. A year from now, I'll be sleeping til noon and keeping more prescription drugs in my desk than Rush Limbaugh. But right now, I'm really trying.
This is why it's important to switch jobs at least once a decade, because bad things happen if you don't.
So anyway, I moved to Fresno from Wisconsin, so you can imagine what golf is like there in March. Or pretty much any other month that isn't June, July or August. So I'm really excited about playing golf year-round, I just haven't gotten around to actually doing it.
And Weather.com says it's going to be 39 degrees tomorrow at 8 a.m. when we tee off. And a 60% chance of rain. There is no justice.
I should also mention that it's a four-person scramble, and The Bee has three teams, paid for by our generous editor. He's going to be there. What are the odds of playing good golf with your new co-workers and your boss, when you haven't swung a club since last August? At some point during the round, I'm guaranteeing that I'll give up the game. More on this later...
