hey guys...

it's saturday at about 11:30 and i'm hungover as hell. i threw up in the yard last night. i haven't thrown up in a long time. when i say a long time, that means at least a couple of months. anyway, i was thinking about going out there and checking out my vomit, but i decided against it.

it was a great crowd at the ridglea last night. i had a good time and some old friends showed up and a few fans were there that i didn't even know i had. all of these factors caused me to get drunk. luckily i quit playing before it took affect.

i'm going to play golf with my brother here in about an hour. i went to the range and worked on my game yesterday. i think i have perfected it. the copeland championship belt will be mine once again and the universe will be restored to its original position.

i talked to mcclure the other day and he had a great idea. he wanted to film a texas hold 'em game between myself, traynor, and wacky mac himself. three brilliant smart asses going head to head. i'm in.

mac's always got ideas brewing in that gray haired head of his.

well, i'll holler at you guys later. i've got shit to do.


whatever,

scott