Sh*thouse Open
I just got back from a three-day party/golf tournament put on by my good friend Martin Gravely down in Richmond. I am almost too tired to stay upright at my desk right now. After 2 rounds of golf (I shot a personal best 90 one day and won the “Long Drive” contest - with a, um, towering 212 yard shot - the other), 3 nights of drinking, and too many cigarettes to want to count, I’m running real low on gas.
This was the eighth annual SHO and my fourth. I - and at least a few others - look forward to this week-end like it’s Christmas. It’s become another 3-day holiday week-end between Memorial Day and Labor Day for many of us. There is only one other 3-day stretch that I look forward to as much as the SHO, and it’s another golf tournament week-end we put on down on the Outer Banks each year. Anyone that thinks golf is boring should tag along for the SHO one year.
The SHO party was dominated by two things this year. Live music - a first for the SHO - and kids. The funniest moment that I can remember came when Scott “Birdie Machine” McKnight, Drew Roever, and I were sitting inside talking with the TV on drag racing or something we weren’t watching. Some kids - none older than ten years old - were running around and came through the room. They stopped and asked what we were watching. McKnight turned to them and dryly stated, “Porn.” I can’t imagine what he would have said if one of them asked what that was. I kind of wish they had.
No porn, but here are some pictures of the good time had by all.
