Surfing and golfing go together like sky-diving and chess. They just don’t seem to mesh and very likely draw different types of people – those who don’t mind being crushed against the rocks by the ungodly power of the ocean, and those that golf. Unless, of course, you’re in Costa Rica. All bets are off there, where you can spend your days surfing and golfing and your nights crumpled in agonizing pain like the Cheap Bastard. But not everyone believes that eating Chocodiles (the greatest food in the history of foods) is considered a form of exercise. Some people, like surf legend ... full post »

The Cheap Bastard is pretty touchy about his real first name and prefers it be clouded in mystery like Kramer’s first name was in “Seinfeld.” (Editor’s Note: It’s Percy.) That being said, I was reading an upcoming story by Bill Wolfrum (William K.?? Whatever, Mr. Fancypants) about The First Tee of Greater Austin and their course, the Harvey Penick Golf Campus. They’re working hard over there in Texas to make sure kids grow up correctly and can get up and down from a sand trap. For teaching kids to not be such smart alecks, The First Tee is Ok. But in Austin, ... full post »

Cancer doesn’t care how much money you have, how far you hit off the tee or how big your car is. It cares about nothing other than destroying a human body. And most of us have been affected by cancer’s wrath in some way, and we all likely will be again. Which is why there are so many of you that should jump on board and get the “Golf Privilege Card” from The American Lung Association of Florida. For just $15 each or four for $45, you’ll get free or reduced greens fees and package deals at 589 participating courses in ... full post »

The Cheap Bastard is a romantic at heart. A big, fat blubbery romantic that only wants to share love and express himself in poetry and crap. Here at TravelGolf.com, it’s one big lovefest, 24-7. You have Jennifer Mario showing pictures of her kids (then always asking coyly “Now, do I look like someone with 13 children?"), Heather McMichael endlessly trying to bake us cookies, Wolfrum parading around here like he’s authoring Beckett: The Golf Blog, David Meyers still crying about the Seahawks being robbed, Ron Mon writing a blog every time he even thinks about golf and Bangkok Al – ... full post »

The Pittsburgh Steelers are Super Bowl champions, my friends. This proves that anything is possible, which is why the Cheap Bastard will never give up in his endless pursuit to somehow refer to himself in the 11th person, so Cheap Bastard has inferred to relatives of yours truly, the Cheap Bastard. But this is party time. One for the thumb for the Steelers and one for the dumb for Cheapness, because now is the time to burst brain cells like they were Jiffy Pop. So where to party? Well, nothing less than a cruise will do for me. As we speak, Royal ... full post »