Saturday AM

I'm sitting on the patio, such as it is. Wireless is great stuff. Unfortunately, one of my idiot neighbors somewhere is burning stuff in his backyard. I'm not sure what he burns, yard waste I expect, but the smoke is quite annoying.

I played somewhat better golf yesterday (57, compared to Monday's 65) with Ken and his son, David. I was hitting the ball much better with my irons, however, my putting was atrocious. If I get out more, I'll be OK. It was an unplanned outing. The phone rang about 9 am and Ken said they had decided to golf and meet them at 10 if I wanted to join them.

Yesterday, I heard the following baseball score on ESPN, "Cleveland 8, the Yankees 4." It was begging to be finished, "Cleveland ate the Yankees for lunch!"