thwack!

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That, my friends, is the approximate sound of a golf ball striking the sweet spot of a well-swung driver. It may not be as satifying as pounding on someone's head (like a certain surgeon I know), but it will help me stay out of jail. That's important at this time, don't want to see Dot for the last time in a prison visiting parlour! Bro and I went to the driving range and crushed a bucket of balls yesterday. What I really need is a batting cage, but the ones around here suck. You just can't strike a golfball with the same level of pure, unmitigated violence I routinely unleash on a softball. The concentration involved in making a good golf swing is nice, though, it causes the rest of the stuff to fade away, even if only for a moment. I've never played a single round of golf in my entire life, but I enjoy smacking those little white orbs to kingdom come! Once I got warmed up, I popped a few 150 yarders, and two that even came close to 200 yards. I imagine we'll be going there somewhat regularly for a while. I will have to make time to ride up to Philly to my favorite batting cages, though. Sometimes, unmitigated violence is the only thing that will do the trick!