On the hottest day of the summer, it was 90 degrees at 7:30am when I rolled out of bed. Licking my wounds from the night prior, I got my ass in gear and took a cold shower, dressed for the course and made my way out the door at 8 o'clock on the nose. Tee time was 9:12, the course was about 55 minutes away so I should be totally fine to make a quick stop at the neighborhood store to grab beer. I also picked up a couple Gatorades while I was there (although an IV may have been better) and oddly enough the cashier didn't even bat an eye at my 8am 18pk purchase. I love this town.