Whazzup?

I haven't posted anything since Monday. That's the kind of week it's been. Quiet. But Spring like, so I guess that makes me a happy camper.

The biggest news this week didn't happen to me but to JAW Fan who was on a rush-hour Metro train in front of which a jumper committed suicide. The transit commission never releases the numbers of suicides that occur in the Metro but I suspect it is a lot. Just like the bridge jumpers. We have a lot of bridges here and I'm sure a lot of people jump off them.

Why am I talking suicide on such a nice Friday morning? Because nothing else happened this week. Except, Spring Training started. With all the Olympic talk of the past 2 weeks, I forgot that baseball is just around the corner. Nice.

Oh, and for the past two mornings, when I have stepped out the front door, there has a been cardinal in my big tree, singing his little red head off. That's nice, too.