"We're after that same rainbow's end,
Waiting round the bend,
My huckleberry friend..."
Words and Music - Johnny Mercer

This one's for Mr Blunt and Frank. A cool breeze for the mid summer malaise. Some nut jobs in Vermont have actually constructed a mini-Fenway to play Wiffle Ball. Wish I was there.

Don't forget. One strike and you're out. Two fouls and you're out. Invisible man on second base. And a home run over Skippy Tyler's grandmother's house is a grandslamer even if there's nobody on base.