My upstairs neighbors are having an open house today. I’m intrigued to see how fast their place goes and for how much. I’m also debating going and taking a look myself - there are some slight differences in our floor plan that I’m curious about.

I’ll miss them as neighbors - hopefully we get someone good when they go. They’re having a baby this summer and moving to a larger place.

Laura, that's so sweet and also amazing.

Wishing you good new neighbors, Brenda.

Swim accomplished. Waiting for DH in the lobby now. I'm going to need some food before we venture forth. Well, and a shower.

Willie Mays is 92 today, and George Clooney is 62. Huh, I hadn't thought about Mr. Clooney being born on the 30th birthday of the Say Hey Kid.

Mr. Mays and I share a middle name, and I have every reason to believe it was deliberate; my parents were both big Giants fans.

Thanks for the birthday wishes, everybody. It's been a rough year, and it would have been so much rougher without you. I wish you all love and every good thing.

Happy birthday Karl. I’m glad you’re here with us and we with you.

Brenda you should definitely go check out the neighbors house!

Going to neighbors' open houses is absolutely a thing. All my neighbors showed up, and a number of people here mentioned they had seen my place at the open house.

I told DH about the call, and he said, "oh yeah, cool kid, we had fun messing around". He likely was oblivious to the kid's issues. eta: He noticed the child "repeated stuff a lot".

I went to a baseball game with family and friends last night. Oakland Athletics at the Kansas City Royals. Both teams are at the bottom of their divisions, which made for a lot of entertaining action on the field: 27 hits (including 3 home runs), 2 errors, and 3 plays I thought should have been scored as errors.

It was a good time.

Just thinking "every good thing" should keep Karl busy at the Wish Fulfillment Center for a while. I definitely feel that I missed a few things lately.(maybe not him, this time, though.) sounds kind of fun, dcp, though I still don't really understand baseball well...my dad trie d to teach me when I was eleven and the Cubs had an unexpectedly great season. Which is cool and all that, but whatever else my dad is, and sometimes as on King of The Hill, there's a lot of else, but he's something of a numerical and strategic *whiz* who tries to explain stuff for...about two minutes. But I'd be happy to hang out and eat hot dogs someday.

I might go tomorrow. I was about to go up today, but as soon as I stepped outside, our third-floor neighbor leaned over her balcony and started shouting at me questions about ‘could I hear voices when they talk’ and how she always can hear them walking around and hear them talking, and basically I got the eff out of there before she could do any more damage.

dcp, I was watching the highlights of that game yesterday; it looked like it would have been great fun to see in person. I'm glad you were able to go. (Kansas City is where my father was born, and Oakland was the last place my father's folks lived before my grandfather died in 1967, so I have family resonances with both teams.)

Laura, I've not met your dear DH in person that many times, but he made a tremendous impression on me as a physically large person with absolute cinnamon-roll warm-fuzzy vibes. I am not at all surprised that kids of all sorts gravitate to him.