That's me, making a leaping catch for the frisbee -- not.
But I'm going for a game tomorrow morning (Sunday) up by San Marcos. I like to play frisbee, I just can't jump like that fellow in the photo, but I have my own graceful style. I am not a klutz.
I always carry a frisbee in the trunk of my car, just in case. I also carry two mitts and baseball in case someone wants to play catch.
Although we are getting off the topic -- I keep a lot of things in the trunk of my car: a tin whistle, several books. Right now I'm carrying Tolstoy's War and Peace, and an English-Hebrew pocket Torah -- these are both really heavy going, but in no way indicative of my current mood. It's just that -- what if you get stuck someplace -- well, I have a complete entertainment kit.
And tools -- jumper cable, 3/4 single bit axe, short-handled shovel, two LED flashlights, and one cop-style Maglite, two sleeping bags, and a small foam pad, a propane cook stove, several quarts of oil, socket set, various gardening tools, an electric sander, power drill, skill saw, circular saw, a tool box full of things -- like two pairs of Visegrips and such. I have rope, twine, wire. A rain coat, a wool hat. In the back seat of my car, I have few more things -- photos of the marriage to my second wife, a stapler, a scrub brush, masking tape, duct tape -- a few more things, but I'm in the house right now and I can't remember.