Good morning or good evening. wherever you may be. It is just past 5:30 a.m. in "The City."

Outside the WW (Weather Window), the conditions are only somewhat foggy with a current temperature of 54°. We'll be rising to a high of 67° later today under partly cloudy skies. No rain in the forecast until tomorrow evening.

Mary and I were going to take the Haunted Cemetery tour on Thursday evening, but discretion being the better part of valor, we decided that the chance of falling in a dark graveyard in the dark was considerable, so we decided to skip it. Chalk that up to the wisdom of age.

Speaking of age, I started my series of five treatments for my gimpy knees yesterday. Four more treatments to go and then I'll have considerable relief. Unfortunately, the treatments leave me a bit gimpy the following day. Oh well, with the able assistance of STWD and Mary I'm going walking this morning or early afternoon. I just can't go as far as we did yesterday.

I took the morning walk with the intrepid weather dog yesterday before Mary and I set out for the hospital and my 10:00 a.m. appointment. Along the way, Sugar and I met the purveyor of all things biscuit, and that set the tone for Sugar's entire morning. When she and I got back, she was full of energy. Usually, being an early riser is not among Sugar's many fine points.

Between the morning walk with Sugar, the trip to and from the doctor's office and a bit of walking around the grocery store after lunch, I put in about four miles yesterday. One good thing about those knee treatments is that the doctor administers one of the pain killing "Caines", Nova or otherwise, before the injections, and like the dentist, it takes several hours to wear off. That's one of the positives along with the avoidance of surgery.

Speaking of surgery, I asked the doctor about my thumb. I'd be in a cast and rehabbing for about 12 weeks, give or take. The first few weeks, no guitar playing and a hard cast, the next few, a removable soft cast and strengthening exercises, and then I should be good to go. I'm still going to put it off until the pain becomes unbearable when I play.

Today, we have nothing on the agenda except for reading after the morning walkabout with STWD and some trainspotting, I'll play with the girls a bit too, but I won't overdo. I find that when I am prudent and judicious in my playing time, my thumb does well.

The Cubs play tonight and that means that we'll be in front of the TV tonight hoping that they have a bit more magic in the tank, since this is a one and done Wildcard game. Last night, the Houston Astros sent the Yankees home after a 3 - 0 win. Our plans call for ballpark style hot dogs and nachos with extra hot peppers, accompanied by copious amounts of adult beverages.

The sun will rise at 7:08 this morning and set at 7:16 p.m. if we can see it through the fog. Here in GH, the fog tends to come up just before dawn. Ciao.