Another Rainout?

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Pregame Show: With Major League Baseball’s 2021 World Series slated to run 10/26 thru 11/03, and my being a Detroit Tigers fan for sixty years, the diamond related metaphors will abound in today’s post. Here’s my play-by-play / pitch…

Upon my springtime arrival at WordPress Coliseum for the opening of the 2016 season, along with my laptop, dictionary and thesaurus, I unpacked my open ears. I mean, in this game, being a good listener is paramount. Hey, why do you suppose our creator made damned sure our tympanic membranes would outnumber our tongues 2 to 1?

Hey, what can I say? Lovers of the game do obsess over statistics.

Anyway, ever since my first at bat (first post), I’ve had high hopes that my views on life, in general, and the political scene, in particular, would be akin to base hits; maybe the occasional home run. That post, post game, I’d inspire a few (comment section) chats with teammates (followers) and, maybe, even a few visiting team players (passersby), alike. After all, comments do add dimension to issues that I’ve likely missed.

Anyway, a post without comments is akin to a dreary, rained out game. And it’s all those on the horizon, almost daily, gray rainstorm clouds that have got me wondering (worrying a bit, too) about whether or not I’m a monumental bore?

If that’s, indeed, so, why do spirited conversations come so easy to me in the real world?

Case in point, once I depart WordPress for the virtual homeward bound “commute”, I’ve ofttimes found my next door neighbor ready for many a lengthy and lively over the backyard fence confab. And you know what? I’ve never seen her yawn. Nope, not even once.

Suffice to say, these past five seasons, nearly all of my posts, have wound up rained soaked; and that’s dispiriting.

Maybe my thoughts are Uninspiring? Unsophisticated? Irrelevant? Inconsequential? Incomprehensible? Annoying? Antagonistic? Polarizing? Outmoded? Out of step (within our regrettably regressive right wing world)? Depressing (to readers ISO a mood elevating pep talk or escapism)?

Hey, I’m a big-leaguer (15 year veteran blogger) who’s sufficiently humble, objective and grounded to consider all the above.

So, for now, here I am; seated in the WordPress dugout in the late innings; plenty of time on my hands (hey. it’s baseball!) for thinking prior to my next at bat.

I do know this is not the first and won’t be the last time I’ll be talking to myself. Just keepin’ it real, folks. Nope, not about to cry in my virtual beer.

Besides, my team manager (my conscience) reminds me that booze ain’t allowed until the game’s final OUT; preferably in celebration of a well played game’s victory.

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Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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