Watching playoff baseball at 10pm, falling asleep in D.C. during the fall is comfortable, as Joe Buck’s voice lulls you into a pitching-change induced slumber. In Los Angeles , the games start at 4:15, are over by dinnertime, and you still have time to catch primetime TV before bed. Don’t know why or how this affects the circadian rhythms that set the pace of our lives, but it is a significant difference between the coasts.
At any rate, October is here, lazy three day weekends are gone, the summer is over, and it’s hotter than usual. What this really means is…
the blog is back.
