Let's just say - sunset tonight coincided with the first innings of the Dodgers-Braves game, and I was quite convinced that I would be writing an elegy for the end of the Dodgers season, and that this would provide a suitably melancholy illustration. But no! An extraordinary 11-2 victory! Presided over not by a setting sun, but by a most excellent moon.
The moon, however, means a clear sky; and the clear sky means that it will be chilly; and I am without heat or hot water until tomorrow. You wouldn't have wanted to see a photo of the wreckage caused by a leaking boiler reservoir, made visible when they removed the system ... it's Halloween-scary worthy ...
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