When I play golf, I channel George Carlin

What with all the great weather we’ve been having lately, I’ve had more chances to play golf. Indian Canyon , Meadowood , Hangman Valley and most recently the Coeur d’Alene Golf Club. I’m strictly a hacker, one who flirts with double bogeys — not to mention words that would make George Carlin blush — every time he addresses the ball.

But I enjoy the game. Mostly. And, of late, I have particularly enjoyed the 19th hole. The above photo is — despite the brand name on the side of the pitcher — of an Alaskan Free Ride APA , which I sipped into nonexistence at Hangman’s restaurant. It went down so well that I had two.

Hey, after the way I played, it was the highlight of the afternoon.