I wa heading out to get some food with Jeff. It was rainy and muddy out, I offered to take my car because my phone was dead but his car was already on the road. for some reason he started smearing his muddy shoes all over the steering wheel. we nent to some village tavern where there were a few knights eating bread as we eate the blueberry muffins that we came in with. i kept wondering if i should tell him he was going to die soon and asked him what day it was, he said the 16th. instead of flat out telling him ikept suggesting he make the most of h is time and enjoy himeslfn.
Later, i was at some park practincing my golf swing on a basebal field. There were several others doing the sme, and some of u s were even using the same areas as a target. somehow i got a hole in one using a putter, everyone was confused by that. I then joined one family to their country club where we continued practicing. There was one indoor room that the husband and I were injoying. I susgested hitting the ball as hard as possible from around the wall and seeing if the ball would ricochet and hit us. the wife didn’t like that. eventually I left but forgot my bag in that room. The wife was giving me a ride somewhere and I asked if she could call her husband and have him grab it, but she was having prone problems and couldn’t get ahold of him. I eventually just walked back over to pick them up.