Could Almost Be Real

A puerile golf buddy of mine, late into the extra beer-drinking nine, used to urinate in the hole. Then from the tee he'd eagerly watch the next foursome (our jabronis); he'd keel over laughing at the first guy who made a putt and had to pick the ball out of his Coors Light urine.

Me? When golfing I pee behind the *comfort station*.

Golf - A Great Game, An Irrational Business

Above is allegedly some failed Greg Norman golf/housing *development* in Bakersfield, CA. It was called McAllister Ranch and the interesting story is here.

And here's a great article on the plight of Central Massachusetts golf courses and country clubs - Economy Plagues Plenty Of Courses.

The *money* quote:

The good news is if you have the money, you can probably join any golf club you’d like. The bad news is you most likely don’t have the money.

And even beyond that reality, country club memberships, in the Northeast anyway, make ZERO financial sense.