Last Friday started with a golf trip. And the week just got crazier and crazier after that. But I did have time to find a contest along the crazy way.

It’s the Women Who Write Contest, sponsored by the members of (what else?) The Women Who Write group in Louisville, Kentucky. I guess you can send just about anything you want, as long as it’s not over ten double-spaced pages of poetry or prose writing. You’ll have to send an entry fee ($10.00) and get it polished up and sent by May 31st. Check out the details here if you’re a woman who writes. Sorry, guys, that’s just the way the contest cookie crumbles.

Oh, I almost forgot! I found the latest issue of Modern Senior Living in the mail this week. My column happened to be about golf. And in that column, I mentioned Junior Hall, who just happened to be playing in the golf tournament from which I’ve just returned. Are you following all that? Anyway, I’d sent a photo of Junior Hall playing golf, just so the editor would know I don’t make up the crazy stuff that winds up in my HI-larious columns. The editor added the photo and my “I don’t make this stuff up” comment to the column. So, Junior Hall is kinda famous in the publishing world now. At least, along the senior set in North Georgia.

Here’s Junior Hall’s kinda famous pic. I’ll be adding my columns to my website any day now, so you’ll be able to read “Golf Lessons.” And see for yourself the sorta true, kinda crazy world of Cathy C. Hall.