Dimple Ball

The Hack Attack re-emerged and we played nine-holes chasing the white ball (or in my case fluorescent orange) ball around the course, then retired for lunch at about 12:30 in 90-degree heat.  Phew!  Still hacking goobers too…

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About NotClauswitz

The semi-sprawling adventures of a culturally hegemonic former flat-lander and anti-idiotarian individualist, fleeing the toxic cultural smug emitted by self-satisfied lotus-eating low-land Tesla-driving floppy-hat wearing lizadroid-Leftbat Califorganic eco-tofuistas ~