Well Bill, if you really want to know...
Last night, about 4:30am, had to let the dog out to do his thang...
after I let him back in, I was wide awake, so laid down on the couch for awhile. Had trouble falling asleep. About 5:30, thought maybe I'd turn on the tv, but didn't think the Open coverage would have started by then. Lo and behold, it was on. Watched for awhile, and then dozed off about 7:30. Zzzzzzzzzz. Woke up at 8:30, and thought I'd stroll into the bedroom and get some real sleep, so I did that. Zzzzzzzzz...and then awoke at 10:00 from a phone call. Between 8:31am and 10:00am, I had the most bizarre dream...
4 of us were golfing Pebble Beach. I was joined by my brother, a good friend of his, and the fourth guy I never did figure out who it was (after waking up), but assume it was a good friend. Anyway, the green fee was $575. The first hole went fine, nothing crazy. Second hole, same thing. Third hole was a drop shot par-3 (on Pebble?!) with a valley of thick trees directly behind the green. And that's where I hit my tee shot. Went down to look for it, and since no one was pushing us from behind I apparently spent about 15 minutes looking for my ball. Never did find it, but when I climbed back up to the greensite, it wasn't the green that I'd climbed up to, but the teebox on #8 (?!). The foursome there were quite surprised to see me. I snuck away, located the 3rd green, dropped a ball (I just happened to have in my pocket, since our power cart was nowhere in sight), chipped on and 3-putted with my 7-iron.
I went to the 4th hole, and the other 3 guys were halfway down the hole. I caught up with them, finished that hole, and then things really went weird.
Apparently the golf course at Pebble Beach (in my dreams anyway) is set up smack dab in the middle of some heavy residential area, and there's a path which leads through a bunch of houses from the 4th green to the 5th tee. And apparently the 5th hole is renowned for being a bad spot for holding up play, so the Pebble Beach company has built a "carport" complete with leather furniture, a bigscreen TV, a mini-bar, washrooms, and showers (must be a good-sized carport). So, we roll in there in our two power carts, look and see that there's 2 groups ahead of us on the tee, and my brother and his buddy decide it'd be a good time to take showers (must have been a hot day). They disappear into the mens room, and my buddy and I grab some beers out of the mini bar and put our feet up and watch some tellie. After awhile it becomes obvious that the two guys aren't coming out of the mens room. I go strolling outside to see how the play is proceeding, while my buddy goes into the mens room to check on my brother and his bud, and a marshal runs up, walkie-talkie in hand, and yells at me that we have to get going, we're holding up play. I panic, jump in the power cart, and go zooming off to find the 5th hole. And yet, I can't find it. Bizarre (not that the carport idea wasn't).
Then I turn around, and can't find the carport. So now I've lost the carport, the 5th tee, and my 3 playing partners. Panic is getting firmly entrenched now, and I drive around trying to find things. I drive through the town of Pebble Beach (?), asking various people on the streets where the 5th hole is. Nobody knows. This is really strange I think, until I finally ask someone why no one seems to know where the 5th hole is, and he tells me it's because nobody who lives in the town actually golfs at the course. It's because the green fees are too expensive. Only the tourists golf. Hmm, this makes sense, I think to myself. Still, I'm determined to find my way back to the golf course, preferably the 5th hole. I see a woman out watering her front garden, and I drive my power cart over her front lawn right up to her, and plead with her to help me. She talks me into going to a seance with her, thinking that might help. Desperate, I agree. For an hour and a half, I sit through this thing, waking up all kinds of spirits, but to no avail. Nobody seems to know where the golf course is.
In a daze, I run outside and jump in the power cart again, and drive around, searching and searching, for hours...
And then the phone rang and woke me up.