Worst Series

What a farce.

That the penultimate series for the "boys of summer" was nearly decided in tonight's comically wintry conditions is yet one more reason to shorten the season to 154 games.

And while the owners might cringe at the loss of eight games' worth of revenue, perhaps they can divvy up the proceeds from the brisk sales of those WS2008 long sleeve turtlenecks and wacky earflap hats. Those will look mighty good at the ballpark next August.

The Filter Monster!

Just replaced our pool filter.

Judging from this warning sticker on the new filter, I'll be hiring a lion tamer to change the DE.

I'm not exactly clear what's going on here, but, best I can tell from the visual, one wrong move and the filter lid awakens, opening wide its well concealed jaws to either taunt you with sharp insults or secrete an acid-like substance to temporarily blind you. This maneuver seems counterproductive, though, as it would severely limit your ability to enjoy the spectacular pyrotechnic show that eminates from the filter's midsection.

Apparently, just prior to this dramatic event, the filter has gnawed your feet off in a thoughtful manner as to leave you with smooth nubs to balance upon and contend with the menace that is the agitated and clearly provoked Filter Monster!

perspective

“The most valuable things in life are not measured in monetary terms. The really important things are not houses and lands, stocks and bonds, automobiles and real state, but friendships, trust, confidence, empathy, mercy, love and faith.”

Bertrand Russell (1872-1970) philosopher & mathematician

"But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal." Mt. 6.21