On Saturday my buddy Hank and I met up for our annual Georgia Tech baseball game, the last in our tradition as Hank is moving later this year. While the game was fun, including inadvertently making a woman in the row ahead of us bust out laughing after I shouted “It hit him in the hoo-ha!” when the pitcher was hit by a batted ball, I think our baseball excitement was eclipsed when Charles Barkley walked into Eleventh Street Pub while we were sitting at the bar.
Wordle: five, my starter was LOUSE. It was going to be LOUSY, but yesterday’s solution was an adjective ending in Y, and I don’t think they’d do that on successive days.