The Blue Marlin, as usual, was great on wednesday night. If you've got a bit of money to spare and a weakness for seafood, I can't recommend the place highly enough.

This weekend we're celebrating my brother-in-law Kevin's birthday. In his twisted mind, he seems to think the idea of four of us drinking Maker's Mark and golfing first thing Saturday morning is a good thing. As a warning to anyone in the vicinity of us. I have touched golf clubs a grand total of 3-4 times in the last 15 years or so(excluding mini-golf), and not at all in the last year. Basically, I'm a danger to anyone within approximately a 270 degree arc. Fore!

Funny side story. I was playing a disc golf tournament several weeks ago, and this clueless lady was wandering around with her kids in the middle of the longest hole on the course. Now to stave off any sympathy for her before it starts, in tournaments we pay to close the course down for our exclusive use, and post signs around it to that effect. Anyways, a guy on the tee had a horrible throw, and they all started screaming "Fore! Look out! Heads up!" I was with the group ahead of them and we thought they may have been yelling to us by the next tee. Nope, turns out that they were yelling at clueless lady and her kids. The disc missed a kid's head by a little bit, but nailed her in the gut. Afterwards, they weren't sure how much english she spoke, so maybe we should be yelling Quatro! (ok, a lot of typing for a stupid punchline, but oh, well :D ) And yes, she was just fine, just a little surprised.