Long Island Golf
On Saturday Jenn and I took the Long Island Rail Road out to Mineola, to visit our friends Marty and Carolynne, who were having a house-warming party. Since it would be difficult for us to get back to Brooklyn that same night without a car of our own, we stayed over. The next day Marty drove us around Mineola to see the sights. I wanted to visit a park of some kind, and when I saw there was a driving range I insisted we go hit golf balls. I'm not much of a golfer at all, but I love driving ranges. Hitting golf balls is fun. Just remember, drive for show, putt for dough. If anybody out there has any advice for my swing, please let me know.
Here's an action shot of Marty. Everybody got the hang of it after a while. Just keep your eye on the ball, unless somebody's taking your photo. Then give 'em a Hollywood smile.
Here's a photo of golf's reigning power couple. We've got a little duffer on the way in November. And it's okay if he doesn't play golf, because I only play once every three years anyway.