A few thoughts while I watch the swimming pool temperature drop a degree a day. While the heat and humidity are still here and will be for another six weeks, sad to say pool season is almost over.

…Forget about radical Islamic terrorism, is there a more lethal combination on the face of the earth than Red Sox manager John Farrell and reliever Junichi Tazawa? Folks around these parts will remember The Great White Shank on my 8/21 post imploring, actually begging Tazawa to be placed on the DL. But that would take away Farrell’s favorite shiny object, wouldn’t it?

…I remember paying vague attention to a 49ers game that was on at the Mexican place down the street from where my folks live last fall and remarking to no one in particular that Colin Kaepernick was a lousy quarterback and wondering how he could even be in the NFL. Now we hear he won’t stand during the national anthem because of the way minorities are oppressed in the country.

“I am not going to stand up to show pride in a flag for a country that oppresses black people and people of color,” Kaepernick told NFL Media after Friday’s game. “To me, this is bigger than football and it would be selfish on my part to look the other way. There are bodies in the street and people getting paid leave and getting away with murder.”

You can teach a man to play football and earn millions of dollars playing a sport but you can’t teach class. What a loser.

…It’s hard to believe that I started my Tropical Breezes music collection seven years ago! Last week I uploaded what I consider the final additions to the collection in the form of four releases by Antonio Carlos Jobim. And to think the whole collection started because we were moving from Dish Network to DirecTV, and I had enjoyed listening to Dish’s “Tropical Breezes” music channel, which was nothing more than mellow Jimmy Buffett tunes mixed in with Caribbean steel drum music. It’s hard to believe how my collection has grown since then: nearly 4 Gbs of an eclectic mix of Caribbean, Jimmy, classical Cuban, reggae with selections from the likes of Herb Alpert, Linda Ronstadt, Frank Sinatra, Harry Belafonte, Kenny Chesney and just about anyone and anything that could be even remotely related to a boat drink or Daiquiri on a moonlit or sun-drenched patio. I’d challenge anyone to come up with anything that comes close to it.

…BTW if you want the latest just drop me a comment. 🙂

The issues over Hillary Clinton’s health and well-being are so close to breaking through into the mainstream media and the 2016 campaign narrative I can almost taste it. And this kind of conduct is only going to add fuel to the fire. I give the Trump campaign, oh, a maximum of threedays before they make this public. Not only is she a corrupt, vile, vindictive, lying, reptilian and vicious witch, she’s also a sick, corrupt, vile, vindictive, lying, reptilian and vicious witch.

…So I’ve been thinking about commenter Jim P’s question about my top 10 favorite albums of all time and I guess it’s time. Consider the onslaught to begin next week. I hope y’all find it entertaining!