The Yankees didn’t make into the playoffs this year. They have become victims of their own successes.
I usually think of September as daddy longlegs season. This year it’s also praying mantis season, but especially it’s grasshopper season.
Helpfully, a leaf lay on the sidewalk for scale near the praying mantis I found.
My fortune cookie was empty tonight.
Whenever I walk through a neighborhood with a lot of barking dogs I think, “Somebody should do something about all those kids stuck in wells.”
Pope Francis must have only a few months to live or something.
Maybe I’ll file this under stuff white people like but we went to see Will Shortz at the Englert Theater this evening.