Well, here we go, another Sunday funday. For those who don't know, I work almost every Sunday. This is fine. The store is usually slow in the afternoon, especially when one of the local teams is playing: Baltimore, Philly, or Pittsburgh. Thank you football, a sport which fails to impress me. A number of years ago, someone associated with 60 Minutes decided that they should do a segment about football, the idea being that if you knew about the game, first downs, goal to go, and shit like that you'd find the sport unbelievably fascinating. If that were even remotely true, every sport would have zillions of fans. My theory: football's popularity has a lot to do with the amount of beer being drunk. I went to see the Philadelphia Eagles play the team that used to be called the Washington Redskins and the lines to the beer vendors was constant. After the game, as we were driving out of the parking lot, I reminded our driver that all those drunks are now on the road.
The temps today are supposed to climb into the high 60s (F), and I'm debating whether I should wear a long sleeve shirt to work, or just take a jacket.
This late in the year, it's only my dahlias that are blooming. I still have roses. This is the 3rd time they've bloomed this year.