Golf sucks. If I sank my last putt yesterday, I sure as hell wouldn't miss that maddening activity. By the 15th hole, suicide is not only an option.... it is a definite possibility.
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It was nice to see my friends and competitors at the New England Wireless Association annual Golf Tournament at the Sky Meadows Country Club at Nashua yesterday, but I could have much more enjoyably met them for cocktails. 18 holes of anquish doesn't necessarily have to occur first.
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The following sleep apnea test at Salem Hospital last night was a bit more enjoyable.
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