Beautiful morning
The sun is shining through the canopy here in the Poconos. It's a little chilly, but will warm up soon enough. One nice thing -- I just finished up washing-and-drying a quilt. It's a little thing, but one of life's simpler pleasures is pulling a warm quilt out of a dryer on a cold morning.
I'm working at home. Got my morning Diet Coke. But, alas, four deadlines this week. Lots to do!
I had a good weekend. One interesting thing: I went to see the Scranton/Wilkes-Barre (pronounced wilkesberry) Yankees yesterday. Unfortunately, they won. But one thing about the game -- never quite heard a mix of songs quite like that one. Must've been designed by committee. They played clips including Hava Nagila, the Velvet Underground's Rock and Roll and Red Hot Chili Peppers' Dani California. Plus, some hip-hop selections I've never heard of. Something for everyone, I suppose.
I was rooting for the Durham Bulls, but grew impatient with them. The pitcher threw fastballs, fastballs, fastballs and just didn't mix it up. He was also trying to blow the ball by the batters -- which you can't do in Triple AAA. In fact, I just said, "If this guy doesn't mix in some off-speed pitches, he's gonna get tagged." Two pitches later a Yankee knocked one over the left field fence for a three-run home run. Anyway, the Yankees won 9-5, but if you consider four runs came after two-out errors by the first baseman, the game was closer than it looked. That first baseman also made the last out of the game. Hard day for him, I suppose.
Great little stadium, too. Too bad the loathsome Yankees play there.
That's all. Hope all's well ...
