Pensamientos

My blog is starting to look like my golf swing. My golfing partner and nephew Matthew, used to snicker and chortle, because every golf round was an adventure with my swing experimentations. The swing changed daily. My mind, always striving to improve the game, would trick me into trying something new that I'd read about, or stole from the Golf Channel. My swing eventually evolved into a work of art resembling a cross between Charles Barkley's and Jerry Lewis's swings. The quest to hit the damn little white ball farther, somehow never materialized. The standard daily joke from my golf companions was to ask me "Is this the day you have it all figured out?" As I discover more things that one can do with a website or a blog and add them to this page, the more my blog appears like a cacaphonious patchwork of misplaced technology. The visual part of my brain has never worked. I cannot draw the simplest stick-figure. This web page (designed from someone else's template) must appear to anyone who reads it, to be the work of a color-blind imbecile. Ah well, in spite of my quirkiness, I'm having fun!