Hello.

*echo, echo, echo, echo*. So I was walkin through this Golf Course the other day, and we had to go under a highway, through this dingy dark, damp and decrepit (because I love alliteration) alleyway, and I commented to my friend, a fellow golfer, "I wonder if anyone gets rolled down here". And I pondered the thought, of little punks waiting for golfers to come through the underground alleyway, saying "yo foo, give us all yo money". And if the golfers didn't have any, I can just imagine them stealing your clubs and running for the hills. I mean, what could you do? Your friends are waiting to tee off on the 9th and you come back, all teary eyed, saying some midget kid has just stolen yours/grandads/fathers/mothers/friends/random distant japanese cousin who practices ninjitsu's golf clubs.
I mean, sure, the likelyhood of this happening is quite minimal, but who knows? I've seen stranger things.
Like this dude on the bus who every day thinks he is Jack Sparrows. All day, every day for the past year, comes in, walks around shopping centres, buying bread in a pirate costume, not even wincing or smirking. Serious about pirating. Doesn't he know Piracy is wrong? HARDEEHAR HAR. Arrr...where's me rum?
Anyway, none of this really has anything to do with anything. But I wanted to share with you some randomness, as I have been scarely present of late.

Have a good week.