The Luck Bag


To be fare....ooops, fair, the pixels were on...no football, no beisbol...so, the next best was golf...egads, a PGA T in Mexico...where most all the name dudes, bypassed it...nevertheless, the Horse watched it...came down to 2 cats that I had never heard of, prior...both winless on tour...their chance for inclusion in all the big events...iff they win...it goes OT...2 holes later...player 1 hits a boomer...player 2 hits it out of bounds...WAIT, the rock caroms off a tree, and stays inbounds...the
LUCK BAG shot of his life...well, PGA life...and from that position, he maneuvers the ball to the green...birdies the hole and wins the T...there he goes, into the Masters and well, all of 'em...yes, from a LUCK BAG shot...BTW, the terminology was made famous (to our mini-group) by the one and only Greyhound...Big Larry...

In and around Mara-Lago, F-Elon has his security bumping his rocks out of the penalty area...you know, just in case they may land OB...

Ah, pictured is the Lucky Bag from Starbucks...not exactly the same...

We turned on the SAG's last eve...on Netflix...for a bit...saw Barbarella give an acceptance speech...which was a rousing political parody of the current affairs of the Nation...dang it all, get to the point woman...say that trump disgusts you in every way...he would not have a clue to what you were saying...Jane, you confused the old bastard...

Boss and I have our annual physicals tomorrow...wonder if we should bump them a week...as the lady has a bit of a sickness...

At what point will trump implode?...Carvell says 4 to 6 weeks...the Horse says, the summer...when the real upheavals will carve out our every day...

Gots to run, an early tee time...trees, save me...

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