Confused?

The Repubs are an odd lot, right?...as the last combatant to the Donald gave it up, too...Kasich...now it is only Trump...yup, who'd a thunk it 10 months ago...well, the Horse did...is the party fractured?...there is a lot of air space taken up by the doubters...count me as NOT one of them...they will be just fine...as the Demos have their own problems...it will be a highly contested race, as usual...and I am not making any predictions until I see the 1st debate...nope, not until then...

Yes, we did figure it all out...we are not moving...not now...the house was perfect, but not for right now...we have at least a couple of more years here...at least...thanks to all those who wished we would stay...

You have to hear this...we had a club T out at Sycuan...where there was a yellow ball that was involved...ha ha...each hole, a different player was stuck using it...and counted as one of the two scores...coupled with the best of the other 3...got it?...OK...well, our team nursed that bloody yeller for 17 holes...as, if you lost it, you lost your chance for any prize $...word was out after 9 holes that many teams had already fell victim...so...got to our last hole...and our best guy had ol' yeller...however, it is a par 3, totally over water...your author the Horse, hit his shot to 12 feet...freeing up the other duffers, er players...and then...the moment of truth...as our star had only to put the yellow ball on safe ground...

He aimed to the right side of the green...very safe...even if he went to the right of that we were, as a team, safe, too...got it?...well, the powers of chokedom took over our guy...and he pulled his shot...egads...into the lake...what?...ker plunk!...splash...boom...as ripples of water were seen all the way back to the tee box...not really...but there were tears in our collective eyes...

Alas...the Horse would not quit...as he told our star..."well now, that doesn't mean we can't find the ball in the water"....so off we went...unfortunately, the lake was not clear...murky at best...as we disregarded our good shots...and looked for ol' yeller...I was above the lake with my trusty ball grabber...fishing...and then...our star...did the unimaginable...went into the lake...feeling the bottom of it for the ball...a sight to see...

I fished out one...not it...our guy...in the lake...yanked up at least 6...and then...voila!...he had found 'ol yeller!...by then, there were blokes witnessing the event...belly laughs abound...we had NOT lost the bloody yellow ball...

Finished the hole out...took our prized ball with us and turned in the money eligible score card...one of our duffers, er players, had taken a video of the hunt...and now...as the Horse had been searching for many years a nickname for this dude...he is now forever, "Aquaman"...

Have a good day...