Good early morning GH, It is just past 12:00 a.m. in "The City." The temperature is 53° as we head down to an overnight temperature of 51°. Not as chilly as last night, but cool enough. We hope to see 70s today and over the weekend.

I am having trouble with my outbound Yahoo email account. Apparently, so are many other people. I checked the forums, but there is no answer, yet. So, I have an alternate email address that I am using to send important things to those who can benefit from them. Keep the faith fans, Yahoo usually solves these problems sooner or later.

Yesterday, I went to the orthopedist to have a check up on my shoulder. He tells me that it is doing fine, I just have to be patient. Range of motion is where he expects it to be. I asked about my knee treatments, but since they are not giving me any trouble, he suggested that I call him in a few months. That's fine with me, because the treatments themselves come with pain. I also asked about my baking yak. He responded that he is not a back doctor, but he does have an associate who comes into the office once per week who is. He was able to arrange for x-rays which I had done Thursday morning, upstairs at the hospital. I'll make an appointment for sometime in the near future with the back specialist. I also got good news. I can't damage my shoulder swinging a golf club, so I am ready to try that soon too. He did ask the all important question, "Do you know how to play golf? I assured him that I do, but it's been a long time. But first, my back needs attention.

At about 1150 p.m., the southbound train came rumbling through. The regular pair of EMD GP 38 locomotives in their familiar yellow and red livery respectively. They were towing the regular lone box car, that seems to accompany most of the trains. It was followed by 20 covered hopper cars of various ages, two black tank cars, and one white tank car with a black stripe. I doubt that I'll be awake for the northbound run.

In sports, the boys in blue made it three in a row over the Mets, as they swept them with a final game victory, 7 - 4. The Tigers are officially in free fall. They lost their latest game to the Blue Jays 3 - 7. That's something like three wins in their last 14 games. This weekend, my beloved Red Sox come to town. The Sox have been losing a bit too. They were just swept by Cleveland, three straight. Fortunately, they had Thursday off to catch their breath and they will be playing a Tigers team that isn't playing their best baseball either. The Tigers have a few wins to spare, but they are in danger of falling out of first place in a weak division. The Caps once again were victorious over the Great Lakes Loons, 6 - 2.

In the baseball draft, the Tigers chose an outfielder with limited power, but solid defensive skills. The boys in blue chose a catcher/outfielder. My beloved Red Sox chose a shortstop, a position that is giving them problems right now. In most cases, these players become the player to be included in a deal for a more experienced player.

Today, I don't have any plans. A lot of rest, a walk with Sugar the Weather Dog, and watering the vegetable gardens. Our tomato plant got its first blossom yesterday. I feel like a proud father saying that. Sugar the Weather Dog spent some time in the "Bone Zone" after I got back from the doctor and Mary and I got back from the library. We collectively mowed the lawns on the palatial estate, then Mary cleaned and worked in the kitchen, while I was reading and working a crossword. I should mention that Mary harvested our first crop, spinach, in yesterday afternoon. She cooked it and I got to sample a small amount. I pronounce it excellent. What's not to like about fresh spinach?

That looks like enough for now. The sun will rise in the east at 5:56 a.m., and set in the west at 9:06 p.m. Ciao.