A few thoughts while contemplating whether or not I try to take on Superstition Springs this coming Friday because I know – I know – I can take that course down:

I’m in agreement here. Never been much of a breakfast guy. I find if I eat anything besides maybe a banana or a few chunks of melon or pineapple I’m sluggish for the rest of the day.

…say, maybe that’s why I always start off my golf rounds slow. The only time I ever eat breakfast is if I’m golfing that day. Might be better to have a dog or a sandwich at the turn since that’s closer to lunch time. Yeah, that’s it, I’m sure… 😉

I read stories like this and my blood boils. What good is having a Republican-led Congress and Senate if they don’t start taking punitive measures against this administration every time it thumbs its nose at them?

OK, but did this have anything to do with their extinction?

As I’ve said, Donald Trump is going to beat Hillary Clinton like a rented mule. And why? because he’s not afraid to raise questions that others have been afraid to. The Clintons and their butt-kissers in the mainstream media have made a life out of intimidating opponents; they’re learning that Trump will not play their game.

As someone living in the Great American Southwest, this is a huge concern. I’ve written before about it – to me, this is a great opportunity for a “moon program”-esque challenge by the President to put the nation’s greatest minds together and find a way to get water to the Southwest. It shouldn’t be a question of politics: California is as blue as Nevada and Arizona are red. And the problem isn’t a lack of water, it’s too many people and not enough water. Surely we can develop the technology…

Two words: Golf turtle.