Nice, relaxed Saturday.  We started the day with nothing more stressful than a 10:00 a.m. tee time.  Coffee appropriately consumed, we headed for the course.

Our partners this morning, Chip and Fujo, were in their early thirties, late twenties.  And they played from the back tees (aka the "tips").  Dan and I played respectively from one less than the tips and...well, let's just call them the "forward tees." 

We played well enough...and yet not spectacularly.  Chip and Fujo played about the same for their chosen tee boxes.

We were supposed to go to the grand opening of the club tonight but ended up opting for a quick dinner at a local pub before coming home to the Ryder cup.  It was a choice between cocktail attire and lounging on the couch in (less than) cocktail attire.  No contest.

Seems like it was an equally "par"-ish day in politics.  No wars were started.  No territory given up.

Sometimes a day like that is just what's required.

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