Wednesday felt like late fall. There were still a few crickets two days ago; no more now, it was chilly and windy. I talked to my high school friends before lunch while Paul had a doctor's appointment, I went to catch some of the Gen 6 Pokemon that started appearing this morning, and we went for a walk in Cabin John Park, which is very brown and pretty empty in this season. Plus there were deer near home.
Evening TV was the two-hour Masked Singer during which I was very frustrated that they seemed determined to keep the although the three most interesting performers this season have been women, two of whom are gone now. Then we watched the Rockefeller Center performance show, though I wasn't really paying attention -- the Rockettes don't do a thing for me, making the dancers as uniform and generic as possible.
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