It's the First Day of the Rest of Our Week

Mush's posts from Florence are the perfect way to start the day. True, it would be better to drinking our own ottimo espressi and posting our own posti di bloghi from Florence or Rome or Vernazza or Trieste, or anywhere else for that matter, but it's not too shabby to be here in Saint P. this beautiful morning, drinking fresh squeezed apple juice while reading about Mushie lunching in Chianti with a bunch of beautiful ladies hopped up on proscuitto.

It was one of those grand baseball weekends for the Plotzers, where Plottie's favorite team played very well indeed. Last night there was a highly-anticipated PBS 'Wind and the Willows' which was supposed to be delightful, but all the stars were named HD Ambien. When Bob Hoskins puts you to sleep, you deserve to go to sleep.

Today is the First Day of the Rest of Our Week. Next week, the Plots leave for Alabama/Chatanooga/Kentucky and yesterday they bought their tickets for D.C. in May. Plottie may have a job in Philadelphia the week before that which would allow him to get to the Shmapple to see BZWZ. Hope it comes through.