Well,
I suppose I didn't sufficiently chronicle my trip to Argentina. Or any trip since for that matter. So it goes...
Argentina, was a blast. I ate like a champ, drank like a fish, and had to take the first half of March off from alcohol. I was retired for 17 days, right up St. Patrick's Day. It was a rest that was well deserved...
Some trips deserve entries, while others can only live in memories. One of the 'memory' trips is The Battle. As the mystique grows each year, so do the stories, and it's better not to have a written record of anything that goes on during those four magical days. Suffice it to say, The Fuz Invitational is by far the best way to get The Battle going. That is, unless you're sitting in First Class on the ride down and have 8 drinks in you by the time you get to the shuttle bus.
This year the Night Putters, with yours truly, were victorious.
Lauren and I just went to California, and a few phases of the trip deserve their own posts. They'll follow in the next few days.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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