Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Five in a row

The Red Sox have won 5 games in a row! According to Fangraphs, there is now a 20.6% chance the Red Sox will make the playoffs!

My concern is that I find this all quite fantastic and I feel like I am being led along the yellow brick road.

But then again, I'm trying hard to be Mr. Optimistic so I'll go along with Fangraphs.

Tonight's game against the Nationals starts at 7:10 and Early has the start. I'm hoping for a 6th win.

I am well above the middle on the hope-o-meter and in all honesty, it's creeping a little higher every day.


It was hot today but not all that humid. That means no air conditioning for us. We spent the majority of the day under the ceiling fan on the porch. It was very comfortable.

Tomorrow will be a different story and you better believe there will be air conditioning. Once the humidity rears its ugly head, ceiling fans don't cut it.


Several years ago I was heading out to Boston to pick my eldest up from college. When I went there, I always took the exit formerly known as "18" off the pike and drove down Storrow Drive.

On one particular trip, I got off of the mass pike at the Allston-Brighton exit (18) to find myself in a parking lot. Not the normal, "Boy, there is a lot of traffic but it's moving" parking lot. No sir, this was a full-on parking lot. No one was moving. And since the highway exit is a bit elevated, I could see that no one was moving further down the road.

Turns out some guy in a 11' 6" tall camper bus tried to drive down Storrow Drive.

He drove under this sign:
Which I bet a dollar made a racket when he hit it.

Did that stop him? No, it did not. He continued down Storrow until he hit this bridge:
Where his giant air conditioning unit got ripped off the top of his camper and shattered on the road, effectively closing the road.

When the state police showed up and cleared the road, they had to keep it clear so the camper could reverse all the way back to exit 18, Once there he could pull into a parking lot for a DoubleTree Hotel.

This is an event that occurs often enough that it has its own name. It's called "Storrowing" and it pisses everyone off.

I spent 2 hours in that traffic jam. Thanks to our modern cellular communication devices, I was able to call my son and tell him I would be late picking him up at school.


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