I may not be artistic or musically gifted, but I swear I know a good photograph when I see one, and today I went out with my camera and shot the most beautiful pictures of old architecture on Gwynn's Island you've NEVER seen.
And you probably will indeed never see these photos because of the following:
1. I have dial-up internet, and to upload anything takes an Act of Congress and the patience of a dead person.
2. If I had high-speed internet, I have the attention span of an Alzheimers patient and cannot retain directions, will not be able to put Step 1 + Step 2 in any sort of order that means an uploaded photograph, but will break out into a cold sweat and allow anyone else to take over.
So 3. If I should CROAK, aka KICK THE BUCKET, please know that on my digital camera there are pictures of INCREDIBLE Mathews mid-19th century architecture, that would make Ansel Adams wish he'd lived here.
OK. So I am not Ansel Adams. Or Wayne Newton.
But give me a camera and a microphone and I garonTEE (yes, I know the correct spelling) you'll be impressed.
At my expense, of course.