Last night went out with Tracy to Mid Iron to swing the clubs. Got better at the 7-iron. Switching to the 5 wood felt completely different, and everything I thought I was doing right with the iron now felt completely wrong. Anyway, getting a few decent hits here and there. I was impressed. All that time watching my dad and brother practice swings in the living room must have paid off. Makes me excited to take some lessons, and someday go golfing with them. Who knew, me, eventually, liking golf. Granted, I haven't been out on a course yet, so who knows about that, but I do like swinging the club and watching the ball go flying. After hitting a bucket, we went to dinner at Davidson's cause I had a craving for onion rings. With that satisfied, we moved on to ice cream from Baskin-Robbins and finished up with a shopping run at Target. No righty golf gloves there. But then Jay let me know that a glove just allows you to grasp the club tighter, which is actually a bad thing, so I'll pass and wait until my blisters go away.