Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 1:30 a.m. in "The City." My plan to do as little as possible yesterday didn't quite come to fruition.

When I looked out the WW yesterday morning, it looked  like the NWS forecast for scattered T-storms might in fact come true. So, I opted to take STWD out first thing before the rain could land on either of us. It was the day for the annual Kid's Parade in honor of the USCG, and there was also a marathon. Streets were labeled no parking, and everybody seemed to be in search of an elusive parking space.

But I digress. The intrepid weather dog and I never experienced any rain and we could have waited for later to go out.

Once we returned home, I ate breakfast, played with the girls, and read the newspaper that Sugar and I had purchased on our safari. I  finished the final picture frame that I had started the day before. All four of the frames turned out great.

While I was in the man-cave, Mary went to the annual quilt show at St. Pat's Catholic Church. I have selected a few pictures that demonstrate the skill of the quilters. Mary tells me that one of these quilts got her vote for best in show. It was entirely hand stitched with a precision that would challenge a machine. Unfortunately, I can't remember which one she said it is.

Since I was down in the man-cave, I picked up Adam's Big Brute™ R/C truck and took it outside for a test drive. I was looking good until that last spin in the gravel of the driveway. That's when I noticed that the rear wheels had developed a severe case of negative camber, which occurs when the wheels are closer together at the top than the bottom. I texted the truck's owner for advice. He says I am a rank amateur as a driver. He's right. Now I have to take a not so quick course in R/C truck repair.

Sadly, my ineptitude is hard to hide. 

Later, Mary and I walked down to one of the local restaurants to see Captain Morgan. It was fun, we ate dinner and I took a few pictures. 

The Captain was a blur of motion.

He encouraged responsible drinking habits.

A quick stop at the Post to see Sally, and then it was time to get home. I watched an episode of a car customizing show and then I was ready for bed. 

In sports, the boys in blue fell to the suddenly strong Phillies 0 - 5. They were victimized by the first no hitter thrown against them since Sandy Koufax did it to them in a 1965 game against the Dodgers. The boys are interested in trading for the pitcher who hurled this 13 strikeout game, but I think his value just rose a bit.

The Tigers and my beloved Red Sox once again played each other. The Tigers won 5 - 1 and the Red Sox lost 1-5. Big Papi, the Sox' DH, looked slow as he rounded third and was thrown out in a not so close play at the plate. The Caps lost too, in their case to the South Bend Cubs, 1 - 3.  

Today is the annual Coast Guard Festival™ car show. I'll take some pictures while we are there to see the activities. Then, I'll settle down to follow my plan, after I water the gardens on the PE.

The sun will rise at 6:28 a.m., and set under a Gibbous moon at 9:13 p.m. During the day, the temperature will rise to 86° under mostly sunny skies. That's always good for the attendance for both cars and spectators. Ciao.