Good morning GH. It is just past 1:00 a.m. in "The City." Currently we have a temperature of 67° as we head down to our morning low of 60° before the rising of the sun at 6:03 a.m. takes us to our eventual high of 65° with a 70% chance of rain. In the morning, that 70% fades out, as early afternoon arrives, along with our guests. Wednesday will be about the same, temperature-wise, but with only a slight chance of rain.

Monday I learned that Mary's project could be finished by 9:00 p.m. That was after Mary doing her thing, and then us doing a serious amount of dual editing. That was followed by my singular one and one-half hour editing effort while Mary went to the big-box grocery store. Finally another dual editing effort took us to 9:00 p.m. That beats the last time with a near midnight experience. Like I said when this project began, Mary likes to work against the clock, I don't. So, while she worked during the day, I dusted, did some laundry, and then found time to work on some music.

That pretty much sums up my day, I went out with Sugar the Weather Dog at about 11:30 a.m., because she wouldn't go before that, and then Mary was warned by an alert from the National Weather Service that T-storms were on the way. Let's just say that the rain that fell early, was the only rain that fell. The T-storms never happened. That's why I trust the Weather Window, the Weather Roof, and the intrepid Weather Dog herself. We live in a "Zone of Avoidance" in GH. Somebody needs to tell the National Weather Service. Oh well, even though Mary had to chase Sugar down upstairs with her leash, all ended up well.

Later, in the early evening, Sugar was barking her head off at the downstairs window. Why, you ask. Because the fool with the large Great Dane that he can't control and whom Sugar detests was standing outside on Sugar's sidewalk. When last Sugar and I encountered that fool and his dog last time, I had to restrain Sugar, and that put her in a world of hurt. It wasn't much good for my shoulder either. So I agree with Sugar's assessment. If I could, I'd bark at that fool and his dog too. Mostly though, Sugar behaved herself and allowed us to get our work done.

The southbound train went by about 50 minutes ago. I was roused from my slumber by the horn happy engineer warning the state of Michigan that he was coming. At least I won't have to hear from him for another three hours. I hope to once again be sound asleep. He was driving the usual twin EMD GP 38 locomotives to tow 27 covered hopper cars and three white tank cars. That, along with waking everyone in the Tri-cities area with his horn solo.

In sports, the boys in blue fell to the Reds of Cincinnati 1 - 6. So much for that swagger and Jeff Samardzija's chance at winning another game, even though he pitched a solid effort. That's when the bullpen came in to pour fuel on the smoldering fire.  A hit batsman, a grand slam home run, and the game was over. The Tigers had the day off. Odds are, that my beloved Red Sox should have taken the day off too, as they will likely lose their game in a fe minutes. They were trailing the Mariners 2 - 12 in the top of the ninth. THey lost, 3 - 12. The Caps also had the day off, before hitting the road to face the Lansing Lug Nuts tonight at 7:05 p.m.

I got good news today. My appointment with the back doctor has been moved up to July 7th. That should get me rolling on therapy for my baking yak a lot sooner. I hope that therapy will handle it, because I just don't have the will to go for more aggressive solutions.

Today, I have a little outdoor work to complete after Sugar and I go for our morning constitutional. Then our guests will arrive. That should be fun. As always, the sun will set in the late evening at 9:27 p.m. Ciao.