I’m in recovery. So many story lines. Mickelson made some crazy gutsy shots which could have turned out very differently. A couple of yards and that shot from the pine needles would’ve gone in the drink. Jim Nantz the schmaltzy annoying announcer would say he had family values and kharma on his side. Perhaps so. He not only won the Masters, he conquered it. Props to him. Meanwhile, radaronline was reporting that Tiger had rented a house next to his in Augusta, hoping Elin would come with the kids. She didn’t. As the stomach turns. Tiger posted a 69, I know I know, but he played really well all in all. Phil and Tiger had distractions; Phil’s not of his making, Tiger’s of course only he caused. I’ll always want to watch Tiger play golf, I’ll leave it at that.
GemQueen played 45 holes at the hallowed Augusta National 2 years ago with her own personal caddie on one of the two weekends a year they allow women on the premises. Next year we’ll storm the place, wrestle the pompous Billy Payne to the ground, make Jim Nantz confess to his own marital indiscretions, redecorate Butler Cabin and get rid of the barf green sportcoats. No? Ok.
As Hillary lets a little gray show, is she courting a more wizened look for a future on the Supremes bench?
CandyPants Rant: Can’t the Young and the Restless afford an actress to play the evil Sheila or Patty? They have to clone current characters? Budget woes everywhere. Nevermind, only I care.