Today I went golfing with my dad. It was a perfect day to be out golfing - sunny, 80 degrees, a nice breeze - just perfect. I made par FOUR times; I don't think I've ever made par more than twice in a round of 18 holes, before. So I was psyched. I had decent shots at birdie twice, but my putting . . . wasn't very good. Overall I shot a 110, ending up exactly tied with my dad - a lousy round for him, an excellent one for me.