Saturday, September 26, 2015

Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 2:45 a.m. in "The City."

No trains to spot yesterday, just the track crews cutting out bad sections of the rails south of town and replacing them with less bad sections. The DBTCs, and the WTCs filled with acid, will have to wait until next week to ply the rails once again.

In sports, the boys in blue surrendered to the Pirates, 2 - 3. Jon Lester did not bring his A game, not even his B game, maybe not even his C game. Oh well, there is always another day to make the playoffs. The Tigers are playing out the string, but they defeated the Twins, 6 - 4. My beloved Red Sox. also playing out the string, romped all over the Orioles 7 - 0. Good thing there is college football today.

We did get out and leave some things at the local thrift store yesterday. Mary bought me some pre-employment beans to get me in the mood for highlighting. There is good news for me on that front. The number of pages is a shade over 200 and the pages themselves are small in size, so highlighting should go quickly, depending on my ability to resist a need to comment. We'll see.

I have to thank Adam for the man-cave he helped set up. I was working there yesterday afternoon and it just felt comfortable. Not at all like my old basement, different, but comfortable. I like it.

In weather news, the current temperature outside the WW (weather window) is 62° as we near our overnight low of 57°. Later today, we'll get to a high of 79°. The lack of humidity makes the days ever more comfortable.

Speaking of the days, when the sun rises later this morning at 7:36 a.m., that will be 11 hours and 59 minutes before it sets at 7:35 p.m. The days are getting shorter, but the comfortable temperatures make that an okay trade off.

Today, the morning walk with STWD will happen, I'll water the recent transplants, and then I'll settle into highlight and listen to some jazz music as I work. Mary will be tackling the book that includes her least favorite thing, end notes. My gain, her loss. Ciao.


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