urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ecl1958 Baseball is my refuge and my strength And remember to always be yourself, because everyone else is already taken Faith 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ecl1958:84504 Greetings from sunny warm Asheville 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z "More Than a Whisper" - Nanci Griffith It's currently 78 degrees here, but while downtown running errands I spotted orange and purplish-red leaves mixed in with the green, so I know this weather won't last long.<br /><br />Last night baseball proved to be my VERY short lullaby, as I was out like a light moments after my head hit the pillow, even though the Red Sox game was going on with the volume set at a medium level.&nbsp; I must have some sort of sixth baseball sense, though, because just as I had awakened at an opportune moment the previous night,&nbsp;this time my eyes flew open in the top of the ninth, and of course what I saw on the TV screen did not make me happy.&nbsp; Hopefully things will go better, MUCH better, tonight....<br /><br />That's it for now.&nbsp; Thanks to a stop at the soul food restaurant near my office, and a messy platter of ribs that took awhile to eat, I'm stuck here until 7:00 tonight, so I have miles to go before I sleep.