Seeking: Someone to follow me around and advise me when girls are giving me signals because, according to my friends, I miss them a lot.

I don’t think I could hate my job any more than I do. What a waste of time.

I had forgotten how good this album is. Really underrated and definitely one of my favorites.

It was a good day. I took my mom out for brunch, bought her a bunch of stuff for her garden, and mowed her lawn. I had a really good practice session at the golf course. I saw a zebra. I saw a fucking zebra, you guys. I pet a zebra. I told the guy who owned the zebra that I would like his name to be Jean-Claude…the man told me his name was Carl. I decided Carl was a good name and let the man live. Tiger won the TPC. I went for a long run…and I saw a zebra.

Uhh, yeah, so I’m heading to the golf course and I see a zebra tied to a tree down the street. I swear the universe is throwing stuff at me just to see how I react

I woke up at 3am and emailed my book and outline for the series to over 25 publishers and agents. Holy fuck.

This is better than porn.

Short day of work tomorrow then setting up for dinner to meet the kids and parents I’ll be working with this Summer as an instructor with the First Tee. Really excited and honored to be part of this.

Any fellow golf equipment nerds out there know where a guy can get really cool one of a kind headcovers?

Confession: Everyday I go to 5 random girls’ Tumblrs that I don’t follow and without looking through their pictures or posts leave them an anon message that simply says “You’re beautiful.”  

Every girl deserves to be told she’s beautiful.