I’m kind of adjusting to my new role here at Balloon Juice as the Prime Time and early late night entertainment. I’m kind of like the Thursday Night NBC routine with the Cosby Show/Family Ties/Cheers/Night Court/Hill Street Blues/local news/Carson. AL has the Letterman/late night slot, Mistermix rolls with the Bryant Gumbel/Jane Pauley schtick in the am, and he rest of us just pop off during the day until AL picks up at 4-5 pm slot with Barney Miller/the Muppets, and a solid Family Court episode. And yes, I did play outside as a kid. I just remember shit.
This probably makes no sense to you whippersnappers who never owned a Rock ’em Sock ’em.
Was sitting on the back porch looking up at the big dipper and just enjoying the low humidity while the dogs caroused in the yard, and a large bug over my head fluttered around for a bit before out of nowhere a bat swooped in and ate that thing up, flying only a foot or so over my head. I had no idea bats ate bugs that big, but this just makes me want to get my bat boxes up in the pines even sooner. Any of you ever built a bat box?
Oh, also too- watching the Jackal, which I remember as being bad but fun, but I could not remember the ending. Love being able to stay up late and wake up to sunlight.