Golfing.

I always assumed golf was sport for rich old white people that looked boring as all hell. Apparently I was wrong. Or maybe I was right, but after a number of nights at the bar listening to my friends talking about golf, it seemed like something I should get into. I’ve now played four rounds of nine, and managed to locate a set of irons, as well as a 1 and 3 wood. It’s been surprisingly fun and relaxing (and frustrating… grr). Apparently Syracuse is a really great place to live and be a lower-middle class golfer. Too bad I waited until the end of the season to get started.