Happy Wednesday

87 degrees. First real hot day of the year and the AC is already dead because our neighbor watched his shit short for over an hour without turning his breaker off. Just watched it happen. Over an hour.

So the windows are open and it’s Downeast ciders and a whiskey and that’s fine. That’s fine.

Big Inning is on. Caminero hit a home run. Yankees are down by one.

Meanwhile the Mets are terrible and Shohei isn’t going to throw real pitches to them today. He knows. Everyone knows.

The calendar says spring. Today said summer. The difference is one bad neighbor, one flipped breaker, and about forty degrees.

Happy Wednesday.