Or, more precisely, my oldest son and I will be traveling from Philly to Cincinnati to watch the Marlins take on the Reds in a 12:35 matinee.
I have no particular vested interest in the game other than clear skies and, perhaps, an adult beverage. Dinner recommendations for after the game are also welcome. You can email those to me.
Tomorrow, I’ll be back with an employment-law-themed sanctions order from a Texas federal judge that may blow your mind. 🤯🤯🤯
P.S. – Don’t get any bright ideas about breaching the Bloggerdome while I’m gone. Even if you can cross the moat, you’ll have to overcome the guard dog: a 12-pound Schnoodle named Millie.