Hilton Head is a stupid name for an island.

I went to The Heritage golf tournament over the weekend. I was also kicked out of bed still drunk at a ridiculous hour to go to an Easter sunrise service. This is meaningful for two reasons. One, Aaron Baddeley, the guy who ended up winning, spoke at the service, and it was good to see a young guy get his first win after hearing him talk about his self doubt. The second reason this was memorable is the preacher who gave the sermon seemed to be channelling Ric Flair at his most outrageous. He dragged out every syllable as if he meant to intimidate the entire gathered mass into heaven. It was definitely something to behold, as I sat shivering, bleary-eyed and whiskey-mouthed.