Global Warming?!?

At the time I posted of our trip to last weekend's motorcycle races, it didn't seem important to report the fact that we almost froze to death.

Yes, it was unseasonably cool for the next to last weekend in April, but that wasn't germane to my point. Hence the omission.

This morning, while planning our day's activities, Dora announced that she wanted to go to the bear's game. Since we don't have any playing bears in Birmingham (not even at the zoo), we surmised that she must mean the Baron's game, our double-A farm team of the Chicago White Sox.

So we went to tonight's game. First pitch, 7:03. Almost froze to death, for the second Saturday in a row.

I fully expect to see Olympic slalom qualifying down Red Mountain next Saturday.

Global warming?!? Ain't made it this far south yet.