What's worse than no golf all winter is what happens every spring at my house. The snow finally melted out of my yard a couple of days ago and it was time for the annual early spring yard patrol. So many days this winter I'd get home after dark and leave for work the next day before it got light out, that it seemed like I was never home during daylight hours and would always be letting my dog out into the yard at night. It snowed so many times this winter that even on weekends it was difficult to catch up on cleaning up after the dog since the snow just kept covering everything. Man I hate yard patrol. Listening to ESPN Radio over headphones helped, but even that reminded me of why I so seldom listen to the Extra Sales Promotional Network these days - seems like you get no more than 3 minutes of sports talk before they slip in another 2-minute round of commercials.
I did hear a pretty funny commercial for one my favorite courses that just opened today: "Swingers, are you looking for some action? Twosomes, threesomes, even foursomes. Come on down - our course is now open." Judging by the completely dead condition of my yard, it's hard to imagine that that course is in even vaguely playable shape. I remember years ago playing one of the first courses in the area to open, in mid-March and they definitely opened a few days too soon. I was putting on one green and watched my really well-struck 20' putt look like it had the perfect line until it suddenly popped about a foot into the air and veered off course - it had hit a semi-frozen footprint sunk about 3/4" into the green.
Which is why I will never have a dog.