Mar 1, 2020
Golf
1 under par: birdie
2 under par: eagle
3 under par: albatross
4 under par: condor
5 under par: ostrich
6 under par: phoenix
7 under par: velociraptor
8 under par: tyrannosaurus
9 under par:
seen from Malaysia
seen from Indonesia
seen from Italy
seen from Italy
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Uruguay
seen from United States
seen from Pakistan
seen from China
seen from Italy
seen from Armenia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Japan
Golf
1 under par: birdie
2 under par: eagle
3 under par: albatross
4 under par: condor
5 under par: ostrich
6 under par: phoenix
7 under par: velociraptor
8 under par: tyrannosaurus
9 under par:
UNDRPAR
It feels slightly odd that aside from Alex my favourite characters on OITNB this season were Doggett and Capucho (although it was a bit sad he swung sides in the final episode). To be honest it was pretty weak compared to the two previous seasons. They totally did something weird to Piper, I missed Nicky and they clearly tried to give Stella some of her humour but it fell flat because Ruby Rose has no comic delivery. Most of the characters story lines were boring and dragged out far too long. I can only think that they rushed the writing process to bring the shooting forward to accommodate having Nicky and Bennett in the first few episodes. Pity.
A new poll found that (President Obama’s) approval rating has hit a new low of just 40%. Or, as Obama put it, ’60-under par.’
Jimmy Fallon, Punchlines
I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough to have a ton of really awesome friends. I'm not good enough to get invited to bunches of totally rad parties. I'm not good enough to have a boyfriend. I'm not good enough to get into my top colleges. I'm not good enough to get a prom date. I'm not good enough to be popular. I'm not good enough to love myself. I'm not good enough. And being not good enough is getting really really old. I'm getting really tired of feeling under-par. I'm tired of feeling sick because I know that I'm not good enough and that I'll never be good enough. I'm tired of physically becoming ill when I think about myself. I hate feeling this way, but I don't know how to not. It's disgusting. I'm not even good enough to help myself out.
Daylight Disc Golf. I tried to get a good picture of the sunrise with me in it. This is how to dress for a round of disc golf at the crack of dawn when it is 28 degrees and windy. Two jackets on top of two long-sleeved shirts and two layers of pants, the outer being wind pants. Also two pairs of socks. I wasn't cold; I ended up shooting a personal best -4 for the round.
