I had a little time this afternoon, so I thought I'd take a walk. I walked along a nearby golf course, picking up golf balls as I went. In no time at all, I had both front pockets stuffed with Titleists and Nikes and Taylor Mades and Slazengers. Well, I got quite a ways from home, and wouldn't you know it, Mrs Chief calls me and she needs me at home, RIGHT NOW! for some domestic emergency or another. Except...I'm miles from home. So I hopped on a bus, and sat down next to a lovely young blond lass. She kept stealing glances at my pockets, stuffed with golf balls, with this quizzical look on her face. Finally, I looked at her and said "Golf balls." She looked away, sort of embarrassed I thought. After a couple minutes she looked at me and asked, quietly, "Is that sort of like tennis elbow?"