"world.serious"

During a brief summer between childhood and puberty, many many years ago, I thought to myself, "Someday I will have sex and the San Francisco Giants will win the World Series."

Many summers and falls have gone by and many baseball teams have gone to win the championship, but until last Monday the Giants had not won since 1952. I had heartbreaks in 1971, 1987, 1989, and worst in 2002 when we were 5 outs away and lost it all over the next two games.

When I was small I lived in Cuba and Cubans back then, before Castro, loved the New York Yankees. You can see many references to it in Hemingway's Old Man and the Sea where the fisherman thinks much about Joe DiMaggio.

It is easy to be a Yankee fan.

Go Giants, a team with great pitching and no super star profesionals who made it a real team effort.

"temp.est"

Go San Francisco Giants.

LIIRR platform in Bellmore and the E train BB subject. An August flashback when the days were long enough to see daylight on the return commute. Soon the return of thick winter coats and shades of somber black and browns will abound.

We should never complain about heat and humidity.

Penn Station, corridor off of the A train entrance.

e train re.flections.

Fifth Av. E train staircase below 666 Fifth Av., where I used to work. Days are getting shorter. I have been MIA, I know.


Had a few days off the most memorable being hawk watch at Fire Island where we saw many merlins (middle sized falcons) and ospreys moving south behind northwest west winds.





Two more form the station, one going up the stairs and the last in the underground hallway where you can get a latte at Dunkin's Donuts or a "foot long" hero at Subway's.

Travel soccer games have started. It is my favorite game. Peace.