At some time in my life - actually several times in my life - I'm pretty sure I told you to shoot me if I ever took up golf. Well, lately I've been struggling with an overwhelming urge to take up golf. Perhaps because it looks relaxing, perhaps because it looks easy on the knees. I see myself taking a bucket of balls out into the field and praticing my shots (drives, chips??? - whatever). The kids would of course run after the balls and fetch them back to me.