Finally got modern this afternoon, as the ATT tech hooked up the fiber optic cable. It only took about 2 1/2 hours. He was friendly and knowledgeable and smelled great. I didn't mention that last one to him, as I know that's creepy, but it was true.
All Georgia eyes are on Augusta thus weekend, I suppose. I've only driven kind-of-by-yet-kind-of-through Augusta, and it's pretty, but no way would I fight all that this weekend.
I've never been a particular fan of crowds, but growing age has meant diminishing patience with them. People, parking, perspiration... Hard nope.
Give me a nice view of, oh, I don't know, maybe something like this:
There's more entertainment, and more interesting thoughts to think about there than in craning to see over people shouting, "GET IN THE HOLE!" after every shot. (But y'all keep on selling cheap beer, The Masters. Then complain about the galleries not being couth and gentlemanly.)
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