I’ve come to the realization lately (there was no real lightning bolt moment, it was a discovery that dawned upon me slowly) that I have some of my best, most lucid thoughts while driving around.

Many of my “Ah HA!” moments come to me somewhere along Steel Street; about the half-way mark on my drive home.

I don’t know what it is exactly, but it’s true.  Maybe it’s the fresh air (I drive with the windows down typically) or empty mind state (by your 30’s driving doesn’t take much thought, esp. on a well travelled route), or some combination of other factors…

Whatever it is though, I drive with a notepad and a digital recorder lately!

I guess what I’m trying to say is, if you see me on the road and wave, don’t be upset if I don’t wave back, I’m probably deep in thought.

Where’s your ‘Thinking Spot’?

They carpet my front walk to the extent that we enter and exit through the garage for about 24 hours.

Then they disappear, I hose away the dead ones, and I don’t see them again for another month.

This is a picture of roiling ants fighting a smallish skirmish just off the front walk:

In previous summers, I tried killing them by placing ant traps, poison (or jumping up and down over and over) but it doesn’t seem to deter them, and they do a great job of killing each other anyway. So now, I just sit on the front steps and enjoy the spectacle.

I went golfing this morning and played with a couple of guys who were essentially new to the sport.

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