Mini Golf

I was the coordinator of a Singles Club outing to play miniature golf.  Everyone was having such a good time (doesn't hurt when there's beer) that they asked if we could do it again next week.  The best I could do was put it on the schedule for next month.  I knew I wouldn't be able to walk and play 18 holes so I took a few pictures from afar. 

Since it was a "seniors" outing, I picked this funny for the day:

While he was visiting, my father asked for the password to our Wi-Fi.
“It’s taped under the modem,” I told him.
After three failed attempts to log on, he asked, “Am I spelling this right? T-A-P-E-D-U-N-D-E-R-T-H-E-M-O-D-E-M?”