It’s a chilly night under a full “blue moon”.

This morning we had to put our heat on for the first time – not bad, huh? I have little doubt it would have come on a lot earlier this year had we not replaced the insulation in our attic this past spring. It cost us $3K to do, but between the tax credit and the A/C savings we already saw this summer, I have no doubt it will have paid for itself in the not-so-distance future.

Apologies for the less frequent posts over the past few days, work has been a bear this week.

I’m not that upset about the Sox letting Victor Martinez go to the Tigers. I’d be just as leery committing vast dollars to a catcher who would be in his mid-30s by the end of his contract. Catchers just don’t hold up that well over the long run. Besides, the Sox need to get younger, and there are bigger fish to go after out there.

But I wouldn’t mind seeing The Sox re-sign third baseman Adrian Beltre. If he wants to come back to Boston, I’d give him what he wants. Dude played hard every minute of every game last year, and he has a swing perfect for Fenway.

That was some Patriots game on Sunday night, huh?

It’s not even 2012 yet and I’m already sick of the media and the cable talk shows harping on who will be the Republican nominee for President. I mean, for God sakes, a lot – and I do mean A LOT – can happen in a year. My guess is that the political landscape will look very different this time next year.

I like the chill of November nights out here, perfect for sipping a Johnny Walker Red under the pineapple lights on the patio. The only problem is, I’m still two weeks away from the patio being finished. Lots of painting left to do, and the guys that tiled and laminated our floors are going to put some tile down over the gray cracked cement slab we currently have out there. I call my color scheme “Bermuda Ice Cream Shop” – bright white door frame, soft pink ceiling, and coral woodwork; pictures will be coming. It’s gonna be a beauty, and Jana will be amazed I conceived it all myself – with a little assistance from Tracey, who negotiated the final color scheme.

Just wondering: has the NHL season begun yet? I hadn’t noticed.

Finally, for those wondering, no I didn’t need to go through one of those exotic and erotic security pat-downs during my flights to and from San Francisco last weekend. Phoenix, San Francisco (the largest airport in the USA that doesn’t employ TSA people, BTW), and San Diego all use the regular walk-in things and that was fine with me. I think, like any other operation as big as TSA is, you’re gonna have wackos on both sides pushing the envelope. And, like anything else these days, common sense is something not very common indeed.