It's been kind of a quiet, lazy summer so far, which if fine with this quiet, lazy reporter.
My childhood baseball team--grownups aren't allowed to support them, they're too awful--are in last place in their division by, I think, nineteen games. Only recently they had closed to within ten, but they've gone back to work. Need to ask which team?
And it has nothing to do with work, but strawberries are coming back! Formerly wonderful, they changed to beautiful but tasteless. In recent years they've
started tasting like the real thing again.
So life goes on and getting old is sometimes even kind of fun.