The Neo-Renaissance Golfer

“My name is Chris and I’m a golfaholic.” The group mumbled in unison, “Hi, Chris.” … Just kidding. Sort of. Golf is certainly addictive to a small part of the population, but I don’t think it has ruined many lives Continue reading The Neo-Renaissance Golfer

Christmas Morning

I’m from Minnesota, which means I’m used to seeing a white Christmas. Most Minnesotans expect a white Christmas every year. But this Christmas the predominant color will be brown. That will diminish somewhat, but not completely, the pleasure I derive from Continue reading Christmas Morning