Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 3:00 a.m. in "The City." I have a feeling that this will be a short effort on my part. Just a hunch at this time, but many times, that's all I have to go on.

I heard the southbound train before I saw it last night. I was watching the boys in blue win their game against the Mets, 2 - 1 in nine innings. The commentators had already named the Mets' pitcher the player of the game, because he had pitched very well. However, the boys had gotten a yeoman's effort from their own starting pitcher on a night when the temperatures were in the 40s.

In spite of having only thrown 100 pitches, the manager of the Mets replaced the starting pitcher with a reliever who gave up the tying run in the eighth inning. The Mets failed to score in the top of the ninth, so when the boys loaded the bases in the bottom of that inning, all it took was a walk to force in the winning run. Voila, another win, making it three in a row.

As long as I'm here, the Tigers fell to the Twins, 2 - 6, on a night in Detroit that was  not unlike that in Chicago. My beloved Red Sox were warm enough in Oakland, and they won over the As, 2- 0. The Caps hammered the Hot Rods, 10 - 2. The Bulls have their backs against the wall, down 2 - 3 to the Cavaliers. They play tonight.

But I've digressed long enough. We have a current temperature of 42° as we approach sunrise at 6:22 a.m. Later today, the partly cloudy day, with a purported high of 67°, will give way to a 100% chance of showers after midnight.

Oh oh, I forgot. I started out with trainspotting, The southbound train rolled through at 10:20 p. m. last night. The regular cast of locomotives, #s 2057 and 2013, went by towing five CHCs and four of those DBTCs. I am fairly certain that the northbound run hasn't happened yet.

My entertainment as I edited yesterday was watching the city crew remove the fallen branch from the tree in the parkway. My thanks to them.

I spent last evening watching baseball and reruns of NCIS, along with coverage of that tragic train crash in Philadelphia. Earlier in the day, I was free foraging for food after walking with STWD. I didn't get a newspaper because she and I went out too early. Later I played with the girls, read some of my latest book, and did some things in the man-cave. I also took time from my busy day to do some editing for Mary, who was hard at work. She will be likewise engaged today.

I hear that we are now up to forage Thursday. If the apple I spotted on the kitchen counter earlier this morning is any indicator, foraging will start with breakfast. Mary did some batch cooking of rice and corn last night in between watching the news, so I should be able to forage the balance of the day just fine as she works. STWD and I will be soloing again  this morning.

Not much els on tap for today. The sun will set at 9:00 p.m. this evening. Ciao.