There was way too much running around in my scenario.

There's almost never any running at all in the actual version - the fielder is generally right at a base when the ball is caught, and one of the two runners is helpfully trying to scramble the hell back there after leaving the base prematurely. It's beautifully subtle to see in action, once you realize what's going on.

Yeah, I knew I couldn't be thinking of it right... but my versions were kind of funny. I haven't watched baseball in a long, long time, so I had failure of imagination. Or, accurate imagination, anyway. That's a sweet play.

I've never gone back to re-read the Tales series, despite my love of Mouse and desire to go back and spend more time with him, because the end of Mary Ann depressed me so deeply.

The first three books are the ones I reread most frequently. I adore them.

Have you read Michael Tolliver Lives, JZ?

Not JZ, but I have. I thought it was too much TMI about Maupin, really.

I thought it was too much TMI about Maupin, really.

Yeah, but it was interesting to see how the character arcs worked into the present time.

Mmm, love Key lime pie.

We have a paper flow problem, too, although my recent madness of office reorganization should be helping it. I made file folders for each of our significant bills (things I want records of, like long term debt, mortgage). In theory I will now take those out of the mail and put them in their file folders where they will reside for a year and then get shredded or stored depending on their importance.

We shall see. The bit I haven't worked out how to handle yet is what to do with the pile of unsorted mail when it comes in the door. I intended to buy those chicken coop cubbies from Smith & Hawken and was even saving up for them when the company went out of business. Harumph. Because I think that would have worked for incoming mail; separations for bills, catalogs, etc.

Right now the piles come in and sit everywhere...dining room table, couch, office desk, on top of they keyboard. Eventually I trip over a pile and do something with it.

But I really need to establish a paper life cycle plan. Things come in, go somewhere specific, do something, get put away, get discarded.

Right now the piles come in and sit everywhere...dining room table, couch, office desk, on top of they keyboard. Eventually I trip over a pile and do something with it.

I am going to say this is a valid method. I might just be saying that because I have to put hide a whole lot of piles of mail before mom arrives. I'm going to need an extra closet.

holey mother of god. Finally read the original article discussed upthread about JC Penney's in NYC that was in the NYT. The writer is evidently a sizist bitch. I can't believe some of the things she says! For example:

To this end, it has the most obese mannequins I have ever seen. They probably need special insulin-based epoxy injections just to make their limbs stay on. It’s like a headless wax museum devoted entirely to the cast of “Roseanne.”

and

The petites section features a bounty of items for women nearly as wide as they are tall;

It's just so mean. Haven't read what the public editor said yet. Whoa.

Oh yeah, it was really stunning.

I think maybe the Phillies just (or, whenever the game was) beat the Mets that way. I'm inferring from a Facebook post, so, you know...

They did. Very sad, because the Mets were actually coming back from a severe deficit in that game. The disabled list is KILLING them this year.

We failed at Date Night tonight. But we still had a lot of fun, so.