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Being in the AF I always think of golf. I'm very torn on learning how to play. For one thing, I could spend that money on guitar equipment, something I'm already decent at and very passionate about. Do I really want to cut into potential guitar time for golf? And then there's the matter of daylight. Because it's entirely dependent on time and weather, I'll be away from home when I could be playing with Kim or Annie. Not like playing guitar where I can wait until Annie's asleep and Kim is watching *shudder* the Gilmore Girls to go off by myself and practice.

And the MONEY! Clubs, balls, tees, accessories, shoes, clothes, membership fees AND money to play a game, rent a cart, jeez. That's the kind of sport where all your money just disappears before you even think about playing.

Ah, but it would be cool to play golf and connect with my father in law like that. We don't have too much in common and it might be kind of nice to say "Your dad and I are going to play golf today, honey. Have fun with Annie."

And then there's the fact you're playing GOLF, the epitome of a classy adult sport.

Today I drove around a golf cart for HOURS selling sodas, water, beer, candy, etc. etc. for a Christmas party fundraiser and came out just as torn about the situation. Right now I'm thinking I have enough hobbies as it is and I need to lose a few of them to concentrate on the others to make any sortof progress on them.

I don't need another hobby.

And the biggest thing standing in the way of me playing golf is that a lot of tool bags play golf and it rulestheir lives like nothing I've ever seen. Well, maybe like guitars and me. Exactly like guitars and me. But I don't think I'm such a huge ass, right? Just a sarcastic one, eh?

Hmmmm.