Good early morning GH. It is just past 5:00 a.m. in "The rainy, windy, T-stormy City." Our current temperature, under skies lit up by the bolts of lightning is 74°, as we head for a low of 64°. It was anticipated that we would have a hot and humid night, but the T-storms were supposed to pass by. Not that I'm complaining, but Sugar the Weather Dog is in her upstairs hide-e-hole with her ears covered. Between her fearless forecast, the view out the Weather Window that often is lit well enough to see down the street, and the Weather Roof, I can tell that it is a... "Dark and stormy night..." The rain has arrived, and will likely be with us for the next two to three days, although the heavy lightning has subsided right now. Oops, I wrote too soon, the thunder is back.

The northbound run of the nightly trains is a comin', I can hear the horns as they traverse crossings south of here. I think they waited for the storms to subside too.  The regular coupling of twin EMD GP38 locomotives, driven by the horn happy engineer, is being followed by 18 covered hopper cars, one white tank car, and a lone black tank car bringing up the rear.

Tuesday, Mary worked, I made phone calls and read the biography of John Quincy Adams that I have been working on. A fascinating study of an oft maligned man, who only wanted to serve his country in times that were difficult and beset with a difficult Congress, an apathetic electorate, and issues that kept him abroad for many years of his life. Sounds familiar for some reason.

Otherwise, we did go north in the afternoon in search of a health food store that was listed on the internet by a company as selling the product I wanted. Unfortunately, that store has gone out of business, apparently a while ago. But we reset our GPS device for another store we knew of, and lo and behold, we got to an entirely different store representing that company, the one which has a store about two blocks from our house. Who knew? After that journey, we stopped for lunch at our favorite watering hole on the other side of the bridge. All good, then home for some "Bone Zone" action, more reading, and dinner, before I went up to the media room to watch the TV.

Once again, the boys in blue found a way to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, as they lost to the Florida Marlins, 5 - 6. Pity poor Jeff Samardzija, who hit a run producing sacrifice fly in the second inning, and still didn't get a win. The usually solid bullpen coughed up a three run homer to win the game for the Marlins. Good news though, the Cubs are talking to Samardzija about a long term contract. I bet, just in time to make the July trade deadline, if he is lucky. The Tigers took it in the neck behind the usually steady Max Scherzer, 4 - 11. My beloved Red Sox closed to five games under .500, as they narrowly defeated the Twins 2 - 1.

The Caps, hosted the Midwest League All Star game, as the West team nearly beat the East team with the first no-hitter in eagle history. The West had to settle for a 7 - 0 shutout. Boog Powell of the Beloit Snappers had a good night for the West team. Apparently this Boog Powell is no reflation to the Boog Powell who played in the majors many years ago.

So that looks like enough for now. The wet grass may preclude my mowing the lawns on the palatial
estate, so instead I'll vacuum the house. If the rain and thunder hold off after the sun rises at 6:03 a.m., I'll take a walk with Sugar the Weather Dog. That depends on her willingness to leave the house. I know she will have to go after her visit to the "Bone Zone." The sun will set at 9:25 p.m. Ciao.