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OMG Will Summer Never End?

 I know. Why does an agnostic invoke God? But then when you think about it, being an agnostic is sitting on the fence. I nonbeliever friend of mine ate only fish on Friday. She claims she did it just in case they were right.

Back to the weather. Those of us living on the shores of The Inland Sea are experiencing the extension of a wonderful summer. Now, midway through September, our nighttime temps are in the high fifties, and our daytime temps range from the seventies to the eighties. This is all with low humidity and only seasonal rainfall. I put away my straw hats and Hawaiian shirts only because it's after labor day.

There's no doubt, the mere fact that I wrote about this the shorter days and cold north winds will force us to close our windows and begin the traditional hibernation ritual. Sorry!

The Punderfull Life


Sports The Endless Money Pit.

Quite by accident today, I discovered there is an American Football League in Europe. Another article accelerated and enhanced this startling revelation by discussing growing support for an American Professional Rugby League. Can Cricket be far behind?
Personally, I think that there should be a Riding Lawn Mower racing circuit with style points for the neatest and most efficient performers. 
While cup holders for beer cans would be legal helmets and seat restraints would not.
Let's face it, far more people mow the lawn than play golf, football, rugby, soccer, cricket, or baseball. It deserves a chance to reign as the real American Pastime.
I also read an article about chess. The disturbing part was it was on the sports page.
Chess is not a sport! How do I know and what do I base my opinion on? No one has branded or invented a  shoe, glove, or carry bag for chess, and they never will. I take that back. They might, but like a lot of the crap they make for sports, it's only for those that need to be noticed.





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