Just back from four days of golf/eating/drinking at Old Cape Cod with Vin, Keith, The Rick and guys from The Hartford (isn't that name a little pretentious, like THE Ohio State University?) in Ryder Cup-style format. The weather sucked (except for Saturday afternoon), the golf was generally less than stellar (except for Vin's solid 75 on Friday which propelled him into 'he got some game' status), but the camaraderie was thoroughly enjoyable. Worked tirelessly on our list of Twitter's 3wordsaftersex (no, I will not reveal the details). Also, since we were always too tired by evening, we never got the chance to get out to any clubs and piss off a band with our smart-alec comments like we did a few years ago with The Generators. Didn't have much wi-fi access (or time), so nothing posted here. Stay thirsty, my friends.Music for the drive: The Strange Boys/The Kooks/Bettye LaVette/James Hunter
Somehow, during the week the conversation turned to Johnny Ray, so here he is:
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