...even if you’re on the road in some Gawdforsaken hotel room.
The fall foliage in the Northeast is even prettier than it was two weeks ago - no surprise.
I’m drinking a split of Merlot and scarfing a nice chunk of Danish “Brie.” Yummy.
And the Yankees are having their collective asses handed to them by the Bosox. Not that I really give a rat’s ass, but it’s so nice when the cursed underdogs have a rare day in the sun. Six to one, bottom of the third, in the seventh game of the ALCS. Holy crap, who would’ve imagined the Sox winning three in a row?
Yeah, life is sweet. And full of surprises.
[Update: Top of the fourth, 8-1 Sox. Hoo-hah!]
[Update: Th-th-th-that’s all, folks! Bosox take the ALCS in seven! Someone scare up a minyan so Steinbrenner and the boys can say Kaddish...]
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