Just a few random thoughts as here in the Valley of the Sun we say sayonara to summer, as it looks like the days of 105+ temps are finally – finally! – over and the nights get ready to settle in the 70-degree temps of what is usually a very short fall season. Looking forward to getting out and hitting balls in temperatures below 100 degrees as it promises to be this weekend.

How bout dem Cleveland Indians! Are they really this good, or are they streaking too early and in danger of peaking before the playoffs start. I guess we’ll find out in three weeks time.

If I’m Kim Jong-Un I’m not going to sleep any easier hearing about this, I’ll tell ya. Watching the video at the link is worth your time, I guarantee it.

I’ve posted before that The Capris’ “There’s A Moon Out Tonight” is my all-time favorite doo-wop song. So imagine my surprise to find an Irish group called The Roomates do a bang-up job of it a cappella. And their released version of the song is just as good. If you love doo-wop, you can’t go wrong by picking up a bunch of their CDs.

Hillary Clinton is either delusional, a narcissist beyond anyone’s comprehension, or a masochist of the highest order to keep throwing herself out there and embarrassing herself on a daily basis like she’s doing. Seriously, there’s something psychologically deficient at work here. I guess it’s one thing to write a stupid, boring book that blames everyone else except numero uno for your humiliating loss to Donald Trump last November; it’s another thing entirely to drag your frumpy, sorry ass out there on camera simply to listen to people fawn over you simply because you’re, y’know, Hillary Rodham Clinton. One of these days she’ll go away and leave us all alone, but one can only hope it comes after she runs for president again in 2020. It’s hard to find a more joyless, colorless, phony, and despicable creature walking the earth.

Geez, Yahoo! News writes about this as if it’s a bad thing. It’s time for the USA to stop being the caretaker of the entire world and start taking care of its own. Once we’re done doing that then maybe we can talk.

I remember the good old days when ESPN was all about sports. Now it’s just a social justice cesspool.

Here’s the real story of Hillary Clinton’s election night. Because in the end it was always, and would always be, about her and to hell with everyone else.