Last night I had the opportunity to play some disc golf with some friends. I’m not all that good at disc golf but it is fun throwing them around. And other than all the dang mosquitoes it was very enjoyable. In fact I came home with a new pair of Oakley knock off sunglasses and I also found a cool coozie thingamagig. You know those neoprene sleeves you slide your favorite beverage in to keep it cool. By the end of the night I had a new nickname: Hawkeye. I guess because I was so good at finding stuff. The reality was though I just always look at the ground when I’m walking only glancing up once in a while to see where I’m headed. It seems to me that there might be some deeper meaning here. I’d like to hear what you might think that is though.