on my way to
baldwin
got a text from brooke on
his way to
baldwin to play
goaltimate.
the one time i played with his crew i was sore for
days so i sat out
their short game.
aloha friday,
hippies in full
effect at the cove where big news two weeks
ago was purge of unsanctioned encampment occupied
by a mix of
truly
needy and
freeloading
tourists. meanwhile on astroturf cricket
pitch in middle of grassy field, a guy plops
himself down with pillow and sleeping bag, ready
for a night under the stars. old habits die hard.