What’s on my mind, Facebook?
This evening I was on my porch, which has a clear view of one disc golf goal and two starting points. People come by all the time.
Today a clean-cut guy in a baseball cap strolled along, pushing what looked like a legitimate baby stroller, and he stood like a statue of some Roman emperor surveying the land. He surveyed for a long moment, and then took a disc from the back pouch of the stroller.
Facing the grassy expanse once again, the man paused, and the wind intensified. He put the disc away and pulled out a different one.
Then he turned, aimed, and with glorious talent flicked the disc straight and low across the park; it had no curve, no wobble, no discernible effect from the wind. It flew like a streak of orange, a miniature flying saucer from another planet.
As if this sort of thing is normal where he comes from, the man did no fist-pump, no victory dance, but only pushed his baby stroller and strolled away.
I also played in the Pacific Ocean today and photographed a complete jellyfish with visible innards. Allow me to share that photograph with you, Facebook. Are you entertained by what is on my mind? Are you entertained?