I went golfing today, my first time playing a regulation course. Why?

A few weeks ago, my manager’s manager’s manager decided that his group was doing a great job with the current project, so he gave everybody in the group this afternoon off to eat lunch and play golf.

We played at Columbia Golf Course in Minneapolis, an 18-hole regulation size course. I chose to play 9 holes. Although my score was, um… high, I had a great time.

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I did one of my periodic searches for “Keacher” on Google today. Imagine my surprise when I found another Keacher with a blog! Then I became disappointed. It turns out that keacher.blogspot.com is run by some Hungarian.

Needless to say, I can’t read, speak, or otherwise communicate in Hungarian. Google couldn’t find any online Hungarian-to-English translators, so I tried running the page through a German-to-English translator. You’d be amazed how different German and Hungarian are. Nothing translated. Not a single word. Zilch. Zero. Nadda. Maybe it’s a site about oatmeal cookies. I have no idea. And learning Hungarian is definitely NOT on the to-do list.