One of my current projects at work is to ensure that our Web site is Section 508 compliant. This is a good thing, as it ensures that visitors with disabilities or impairments are able to access all of the content on our site. Folks with screen readers, users of alternate browsing devices, and individuals with vision problems need their Internet fix as much as the next person, and we are in the business of selling products. God knows we want to take their money right along with all the other schmoes who happen to visit.
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With the recent untimely passing of David Halberstam, I was prompted to pick up his book about the 1964 World Series (again… I first read it when I was in Syracuse, ten or so years ago) and reminded of how engrossing it is, and how good a writer we’ve lost. In fact, I’d have to say it’s one of the best baseball books I’ve ever read; which got me to thinking: What are the best baseball books I’ve ever read?
I’m so glad I asked. In no particular order, I present my Top Five Baseball Books of All Time (not including books that I’ve never read, or will someday read, or that haven’t been written yet):
For the second year in a row, a family of wrens house finches (thanks to our neighborhood ornithologist, Matthew!) have selected one of the topiaries that flank our front door as their spring condo. A quick check this afternoon revealed a newborn chick, and two eggs. Momma’s been busy keeping Primo happy, and our tendency to enjoy Margaritas on the front porch with our neighbors has her quite displeased. Somehow, I think they’ll do just fine…
Nothing beats a good walk and a weedge on a Friday. This place doesn’t look like much, but the food is good and relatively cheap (six bucks and change for a loaded six inch sandwich, a bag of chips, and a small drink). They serve Boar’s Head meat, have a full grill, and — so I’m told — make a mean pastrami. Plus I can walk over there and get back to the office in a half-hour.
The platform at Anaheim station is a skid-free zone. Cool, huh?
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