We've been fired. During a phone yesterday afternoon, my father indicated that he no longer needs our help around his house. We'll take it as good news. We'll still stop by from time to time.

There's a baby shower for Lynn today. Many of the men will gather at Mike's house for the duration. I'm going to go to the camp and work on closing up the place for the season. We bring much of the food home, anything that can freeze or which would be too tempting for the mousies.

Game 1, 11-9. A game like this might be called winning ugly, playing just well enough to overcome mistakes and miscues. Unlike some other sports, baseball isn't scored with style points, just runners who cross home plate.

The game got over after 11:00, so the scores didn't make it into the Sunday papers. Bill Lee used to deliver those wonderful two-and-a-half-hour, 75-pitch games.