* Bought a paper to read over lunch (couldn’t find a reloading manual or a free lefty bird-cage liner, and noticed this since I’m a bidnessman: Clocking In. Seems to cover all the GiganticCos in town. So far, anyway…it’s new. SA Express has about a billion blogs, if you need some more.

* I noticed this Silverhorn GC on Bitters while driving to and from multiple dental surgery appointments today. Says it’s open to the public. I’m going to swing by and check out the deal next week, since I’m headed to Dullass for biz and contractor and realtor crap the rest of the week. (I really wish I’d just hired someone to fix the water-heater and burn that place down, as I’m sick of dealing with it. But that’s how people lose money…they just get sick of dealing with it.) But back to the golf — anyone around here want to play some golf? Herself keeps talking about taking it up, but wants me to teach her. I ain’t no teacher. Of anything. And she won’t schedule a one-hour session with a real teacher, or let me schedule a session for with a real teacher. I think it’s just bored talk.

* Why does BBQ suck so much here? Stay far away from Bill Miller’s ribs.

* It has at least stopped raining daily.

OK, then…I’m off to bed. Got to get up at 4:30 to drive to Dallas for a 10am meeting. I’d rather cut my left nut off with a spoon, but I’d really rather get the business. I’ve got Thursday free if any of you hacks want to play pasture pool…drop me a line before 4:30 and I’ll throw the clubs in the truck.