Well ..... it's raining in Yuma Arizona. Actually, it poured last night waking me up several times. Who would have thought? Today the winds will pick up pretty good too. I'm hoping the desert gets this all out of its system because it's time for me to head on off to Tucson.
Luckily, it held off while Ray and I played shuffleboard. Not together, mind you ... everyone draws a chip with a color and a number on it. The number is the lane, the color tells you what end you are on and who plays first. I know NOTHING about shuffleboard.
Luckily the men I played next to, who were my opponents, explained everything including the nuances of strategy. They even told me how to knock them off the scoring areas, knowing full well I would miss completely. But I DIDN'T miss ... some times anyway. There's great satisfaction in knocking the pro's yellow puck out of the scoring blocks.
Of course they won in the end, with something like 55-7. The first game score was something like 28-20, so I did a little better with my partner at the far end. One gentleman cracked me up saying everyone hated to play against him because he was a dead-eyed player and out to BEAT you! He made me laugh. We finished just as the rain started to fall.