IT'S FRIDAY!! And a beautiful one too. It is only my strong loyalty to my readers that I am still inside writing to you now. I borrowed Paul's extra set of golf clubs today and I think I'm going to hit the range at the airport. The course there is called "The Landing" and is pretty cheap compared to other courses around. I have to practice up a bit before the tournament. I know I'm not going to do great...or even good...but I don't want to really really suck. I'll try to talk one of my roommates into going with me tonight too.

Last night we took Eric and Galvin out to experience Stages. It's a club, a lot like Cowboys but without the wranglers and hats. I've been there once before and it was great. The place was just packed. Totally different story last night. Galvin couldn't get in because he has a new driver's license being mailed to him, but he lived just a bit up the street so the rest of us still went in. Cover was $6, terrible. Then we finally get out to the floor and it's EMPTY. There were more bartenders there than people (all three where very hot). Drinks were only $1.75 so we decided to stay for a few and make some use of our cover charge. A few more people came in after us but this place was just dead. A group of 6 or 7 girls started dancing out on the floor but that was about all that happened. We left after half an hour, broke and depressed. Next time we're going to send in just ONE person first to check the place out. It's better than us all getting burned. I hope that Stages is better on the weekends in the summer. The students are gone but there should be enough people left our age to keep that place going...I hope. Maybe we'll check it out again on Saturday.

Mom: Just wanted to take this chance to say I love you. I hope the rest of the boys can make up for me not being there this Mother's Day. Actually, my present to you this year will be my absence. You might finally have a peaceful Sunday without Peter screaming all the time. Terry, you're in charge of getting my a really sappy card okay? Jeff, you do breakfast. Peter, you just smile and look cute. You're the only one that still can. Once you start to grow mom won't have any little boys left, just a bunch of tall, ugly hockey players. Sorry mom, we tried but that baking and sewing thing just didn't stick. I'll also say Happy Mother's Day to Grandma Hornecker and Grandma Tenove, they've both been my substitute-mom at one point or another. Have a great weekend everyone, I know I will!