Greetings From Pinehurst

Greetings from the home of American golf. I'm informing you of my presence not because you should care, but should this be my final post, you will know where I met my demise. You see, I'm speaking to Golf Digest's annual gathering of panelist's and while Google has mercifully lost some of my more disparaging columns questioning the sanity of the panel or the rationale for such a panel gathering, I know some out there in panelist land never forget.

I'll be sure to let you know if I survive. I'm confident that the requested chicken wire from the Golf Digest audio-visual department should at least shield me from Newcastle's and Becks.

If the sun comes out I might even post some photos, but apparently the forecast is for (much needed) showery weather tomorrow and early Saturday.