One More Time

It was 65 degrees and sunny today, so I decided to try and knock off nine holes of golf this afternoon.

Big mistake.

It didn’t help that my short game completely deserted me, but in my defense, I am starting to figure out my driver and three wood.

Crushing them.

I am using Rory McIlroy’s tip of teeing the ball up much higher and catching the ball on the upswing for the driver.

Predictably, I now have more issues with the wind.

I got off the course just in time, before I had a chance to develop a case of penis envy for the little twelve year-olds sending the ball 300 yards down the fairway. I lost a few balls today, but I put way too much stress on my stump as I traipsed up and down God’s Green Acre looking for my little white ball.

But I had a blast.

Always do.

I hooked up with this gentleman who happened to be a member, and we got to talking.

I am getting ready to post this blog. shower, get stoned, and watch a few more episodes of Law and Order before retiring with the infamous Diaz Gang…Bruiser and Murphy.

You can tell they really miss Karen. They are inseparable when she is here.

I went to a bench that sits on the Miami River where I fired up a bowl and practiced a few songs.

I am bound and determined to clean up my desk and the office before the Domestic Despot returns.

Also, in keeping with the One More Time theme, my good friends at the Lucky Star Brewery have given me the Friday after Thanksgiving to play 8-11.

And you know what that means.


Another letter I will be sending out to Robin Meade, the cute-as-a-bug anchorwoman of the HLN morning show.

Here it is:

Hi Robin.

It’s me Maddogg sending off an invite to you for my day-after-Thanksgiving gig at the Lucky Star Brewery in Miamisburg.

I figure there’s a chance since your hometown is close and you will be having Jen hold down the fort at the station.

If not, maybe next time.

I’ll be sure to let you know.

Just in case.

Mark “Maddogg” Diaz


Stay well.

Published by maddogg09

I am an unmotivated genius with an extreme love for anything that moves the emotional needles of our lives.

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