I’m going to award myself the Ridiculous Golf IDEA of the week award.

Nintendo should pay a certain female golfer named Michelle to endorse their new game machine.

It’d be the Michelle Wii.

A guy told me this joke on the course:

After a very bad round, a golfer threw his clubs into a pond and then loudly threatened to jump in and drown himself.

“Don’t worry,” said his Caddy. “I know he can’t keep his head down long enough to do any good.”

I have been watching the IT Crowd, a hilarious British sitcom about an IT Department on YouTube.

It also turns out that Bogey Pro Golf, which produces a line of stuff for bad golfers has a great television ad there.

Hat Tip: BogeyLounge

Tonight, my four year old told me that he wanted a driver on his head.

Like much of what he says, that didn’t make much sense, so I began to ask him ask him a seriesof questions to see if I could figure out what he was talking about: “Do you want to go for a bike ride?,” I asked, thinking that he wanted to put on his helmet.

“No,” he said. “A driver!”

“Do you mean a car ride?”

“No!, not a car ride.”

Finally, growing exasperated with me, he put a hand on his head and began saying “Buzz Buzz"."

“Aha,” I said, finally understanding. “You want a haircut.” He wanted me to drive the clippers over his head. That made some sense. His hair was a bit long.

He nodded and ran off to get his haircutting stool. I went to get the electric clippers.

When I got back, his face lit up and he pointed at the clippers.

“That’s the one,” he said. “That’s the TaylorMade Driver.”

I think there may be too much golf in our house.