Monday, June 16, 2003

I have got to get better about avoiding conversations with Boss #2 that begin "So, how was...?" Weekend, show, physical therapy -- whatever it was, it sucked and it will be complained about until my eardrums burst or I begin hallucinating about the woods behind my house, one of the places were lived when I was growing up. Mmmm, green, growing things....

Tony was just standing here, looking all cute and fresh, and telling me that his parents watch golf on TV. (Well, that wasn't the only reason he stopped by but the rest of the conversation was work related and therefore not interesting to me). Anyways, it got me thinking... Do people actually care that much about golf? I called the Big Brother to get some corroboration here, and apparently they do.

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