Awesome awesomeness!

Perchance to Dram
You can tell it's Indian Summer because last night I dreamed about people attending a baseball game and playing in a beer league softball game. Curiously, or perhaps not so curiously given my disdain for baseball, at no point did I appear in the dream. Also, the protagonists of ye olde dream were members of a Stasi-like organization, clearly showing the influence of The Lives of Others.

Baseball and the GDR: strange bedfellows, or oddly apropos?