Cool and foggy here in SF, as it tends to be in August. I recommend that all of you who are hot just come and visit me.
Oakland A's - Bart Simpson - Reliable bad-boy winners who march to the beat of their own drum. Locked in a constant struggle against the overbearing establishment. Every time you think they're going to get what's coming to them, they weasel out of it and surprise you again.
Sweet weasely goodness!
Emmett played his last tournament baseball game this morning. Despite their best showing all summer (they went 4-1 in this tournament) they missed the finals game by losing this morning. Apparently they were half asleep for the 9am start-time, and were missing easy outs for the first three innings. There's some distressing talk about Fall Ball though.
We saw Sky High afterwards (again - as Bad News Bears was already gone). Saw the Narnia trailer and it looks...fantastic. In a big fantasy epic way - not in a veiled Christian allegory way. I might have to leave JZ home to see that one.
She's off at Faire workshop again fussing over period dialect. Emmett's on the couch reading Uncle Scrooge comics (it was inevitable he'd eventually discover Carl Barks, I suppose, with all those images of swimming in money).
Happy belated birthday to Erinaceous!