Good afternoon GH. It is 65 very comfortable degrees in "The City," and Mary has goose bumps. Our expected high was supposed to be 73 sunny degrees. They got the sunny part right, but the 73, not so much. No precipitation in the forecast until Saturday the seventh, coincidentally Adam's 39th birthday. I am pretty certain that he will find something indoors to do.

Yesterday, we journeyed over to Marne in search of some new furniture for our front porch. Alas, while they had some nice things, none suited our desires. Well, we found some at our nearly local big box hardware/lumber/general store. Hopefully, we can pick them up on Saturday.

Also yesterday, we stopped in a post-prohibition era roadhouse on the way back from Marne and had a couple of PBRs and some hand battered mushrooms. I don't normally have a desire or need for mushrooms, whether fried, sauteed, or raw, but in this case, I have to say that they were super. We finished up our day at one of the local watering holes.

In about 30 minutes, I have an appointment at the eye doctor. My eyes have been playing tricks on me and I think that it may be that they are getting worse. It wasn't that long ago that I had them checked, but I just can't handle the headaches anymore. Too much reading to do. Mary is working and I have to help, so I have to get my raptor like vision back.

In sports, the boys in blue are up to their old ways, beating the Marlins with a home run by a score of 9 - 7. The Tigers got blasted by my beloved Red Sox 4 - 20. Yes, you read that right, 4 - 20. Home runs can do that for or to you. The Caps have a three game over 500 record.

So that's about it folks. I have to get going and that mean that I'll have more to say tomorrow. Ciao.