Human barometer

I am a human barometer.

Yep, when you have plans to picnic with the family, just give me a call and find out if I have a headache. If I do, you'd better bring an umbrella.

Today was one of those days at work where I felt great! Getting things done with a smile on my face and a spring in my step. "Hey, how the heck are ya?" was my chosen salutation for the day.

Then around 2:30 p.m. I felt the twinge. The tiny itty-bitty throb behind my left eyeball soon to be followed by my right eyeball. Soon to evolve during my drive home into larger throbs behind both eyes that extend to the base of my skull. Hmm, I noticed some whispy high-level clouds moving in and, hey, it is a little windier than it was over the lunch hour.

Now? I'm at home, just a little after 5:00 p.m., and I have it. The full-blown barometric pressure / weather front-induced headache. Just for sh*ts and giggles I went to my favorite weather website to see if I was correct. The image in the post tells the story - HEY, NICE WEATHER FRONTS! (The yellow star indicates my relative location. Neat, huh.)

So, you see, I have a gift. I am a human barometer. Thanks for the genetics, mom.

A hieve

Sometimes there are no words.

49

Yesterday I took the day off work and went golfing for the first time this season.

Yep, I went golfing.

In gale-force winds.

The sun came out and the temperature reached the high 60's. But, hey, who ordered the constant 30 mile per hour wind with gusts up to 40?

The course I played is a local 3-par, French Lake. 9 holes, no frills, no water, no sand, but a great little place to work on your short game (along with two holes that let you open up your driver a little bit).

Here's an example of how strong the wind was. 6th hole. 153 yards. Wind at my back. Took out my pitching wedge (typically hit 120-130 yards). Yeah, the ball landed a good 20 yards past the green. 170 yard pitching wedge?

Wind. Go figure.

During the warm-up on the driving range and even the nine holes, no whiffs. Topped a couple of balls, but overall a pretty good first round for me. Par is 29. I scored a 49.

I'll get better. And next time, keep the wind at home, whoever you are.

Facebooked

I've done it. I've done what so many others before me have done. I've taken the plunge. The point of no return. Life changed forevermore. Will you respect me in the morning?

I've joined Facebook.

I've persuaded some of my friends to join Facebook.

It's now a Facebook world.

"Facebook is a social utility that connects you with the people around you." That's what it says on their website. Yeah, it's a social networking site so much better than MySpace. Clean design, nicely organized, simple (and FREE) to use, with a large number of customized applications available.

The downside? Spambots. You'll see messages posted by fake users promoting other applications or websites, which is extremely annoying to those wanting true feedback from a real person. But, really...so far...that's about it in terms of the downside.

I joined a couple of weeks ago and have already connected with people I haven't seen in years (even from high school). You can share photos, videos, public comments, private messages, and more. Like everything else in life, it is what you make it.

So if you have thought about it but weren't quite sure, go ahead and join. Don't be afraid. Then look me up and be my friend. Or just be my friend anyway. Whatever works.

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