one of the very few times i can get out of bed uber-early and not hate life is when i'm about to go golfing with dad. when i go to minnesota, we get up around 6 and head out to the course...this morning i picked him up at 6:30...we got 10 holes in...i came to work. it was awesome.
thanks, dad.
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