We’re on the very cusp of “Arizona winter” here in the Valley of the Sun. Looks like we’ve seen the last of our 100-degree days, the nights have dropped into the low 70s, and the swimming pool temperature is in the middle of crashing. There’s a chance for some final monsoony-weather this week, but it looks like our 2016 monsoon season will go down as one with very little rain and lots of dust – at least as far as our immediate area is concerned.
Sad to hear of the Marlins’ star pitcher Jose Fernandez being killed in a boating accident. Just goes to show you never know.
Saw my first Hillary Clinton supporters yesterday. Turns out she has an office right next to the barber shop I go to. Was walking in to get my hair cut and these four middle-aged, frumpy-looking women came out with their clipboards and Hillary T-shirts on. They saw me, didn’t acknowledge me, didn’t ask if I’d consider voting for Hillary. I guess they figured that my gender was prohibitive. Too bad, I would have liked to have said, “Lock her up!”.
The Red Sox are having one magical week, aren’t they? That grand salami by Dustin Pedroia following a great at bat yesterday gets them into the playoffs. Just goes to show that they’ve really got some mojo working.
…And boy, does it feel great having Koji Uehara back in the bullpen and pitching well again.
And how about those New England Patriots? Three games in 11 days and three wins, all without Tom Brady. Boston is one happening sports city these days!
Anecdotal evidence for your consideration as to how this election is going. I’m sitting at the bar at the pizza joint we frequent on Friday night nursing a Pinot Grig when an African-American woman in her 20s comes in to order some food. They’ve got CNN on one of the TVs behind the bar, and she says to me, “I’ll bet they’re trashing Donald Trump again!”. I tell her I’m sure they are, and she tells me she can’t wait to vote for him. Anecdotal, perhaps, but if I were Hillary Clinton I’d be damned worried.