Well, don't leave us hanging: what was his par?

Woods or irons?

At 90 I imagine he has problems getting it in the hole.

How many holes did he complete?

@Colonel Mustard: oy

Awwww.

When I'm 90, I wonder what ubiquitous technology I'll find annoying.

I once awoke to find myself hunting an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas I'll never know.
**cymbals crash**

Its like the time I smoked ambergris and woke up playing badminton with the Queen

He is also, sadly, a liar.

And just where was Google Street View then?

@Buzz Killington: My grandmother won't use the e-mails. I think there's some kind of algorithm to determine what technology you'll shirk when you get older. Maybe it's like anything that's developed after you turn 65, you figure it'll take so long to learn the operating skills that you'll be dead before you can really enjoy it.

"That is how he met his wife. She's now a psychoanalyst."

I don't know what that is. I non-sequitur? Where the real story lies?

@Bell County: Eliza Doolittle to Bell County: "A", not "I".

Also, Hamilton: why does Richard's photograph accompany this post?

@winniemc: umm...70?
@scroll_lock: Here, use this.

@valarmorghulis: Thanks!

I hope I feel like that when I am 90 - if I make it that far.

@TheHonJudgeSmails: Eh?

@scroll_lock: If you like that, this is also one I use to great effect.

This guy. Is fucking AWESOME!

@TheHonJudgeSmails: @NeverEnough: Possibly he's just confused. My guess:

@Bell County: Good point. Except usually one awakes to find himself playing dominoes with RayRay and Sweet Dick Willie.

When you hit 90, anything in your brain becomes real, regardless of whether or not it actually technically happened.

call it a perk.

@Buzz Killington: Robot butlers?

Ingest cobra venom or use a computer? Not even a close call.