We had a lovely evening last night and then came home. I poured two glasses of bourbon over ice and we sat on the couch for a nightcap.  I picked up my book on The Rules of the Velominati, which I get excited about. Eve took our her iPad to seach for a fireplace vacuum, which she gets excited about. Trying to interest the other, this was our conversation:  

I'm wondering if you've experienced this.   Driving down a street and someone starts to walk across, actually jaywalk, but that doesn't matter right now. They start to either walk really fast or slightly jog until they see the oncoming driver slow down then they walk REALLY slow the rest of the way across the street forcing the driver to slow down even more.   What's up with that? Why didn't they continue to cross the street with the same sense of urgrency?

Three is my lucky number.   They say things happen in threes and in that regard this has been a very fortunate year for me: 1) I was honored by Vincent Russo's Theresa Foundation this Spring, 2) designated as the Friars Club Friar of the Year soon thereafter and 3) I pitched Gotham's Batmen softball team to its first Championship this Summer (It's great to be young and a Batman).   Babe Ruth would be proud.

There are a few bagel stores in our neighborhood. Two within walking distance, although you'd pass one on the way to the second. Several others are a short drive. I am not sure whether any of them are significantly “better” than any other; however the loyal fans of any one of them swear that others don't compare to theirs.

  The sun was shining, the food was plentiful and the company just plain fun. What more could we ask for (besides air conditioning on the course.)

 

Having lived in Manhattan for nearly thirty years, I cannot say I knew too much about trees. In our new house in Connecticut, I am learing.  

Another wierd but true story from our planet. A squirrel was "detained" when a woman called police to complain it was stalking her.   A panicked woman was unable to shake the rodent in the western German city of Bottrop, so she turned to the authorities in desperation on Wednesday, police told Reuters.   The police took in the squirrel and found it was suffering exhaustion.