Yesterday in my neck of the woods, the temperature was in the low- to mid-forties, and the wind was a brisk 15-20 mph. On my way to my home course, charcoal-gray, irascible clouds began to spit at my windshield. But a 9am tee time awaited, and I had… more »

Last year, I decided to stop procrastinating when it came to holiday shopping. And then I promptly put off breaking my procrastination habit until this year. But now -- now, damn it -- I am finally prepared to get moving on last year's gifts. Or may… more »