Countdown to perfection

As of tomorrow, there will be 100 days left in the year.

Seems like a pretty good time to launch a self-improvement regimen. Usually that means losing 10 pounds.

I’d join you. But I’ve already promised my mother I would go over to her place Friday and have pizza. So I guess that lets me out.

Of course, I guess I could come up with a different sort of goal. How about discontinuing my practice of posting blog items featuring baseball cards of major-league players who had minor league stints in Spokane?

Oh, wait. I’ve already done that. Guess I’m good to go.