Sh-sh-sh-shuffleboard

For a minute there, I wondered if the shuffle- board court might be better suited for curling. But no, the rain didn't freeze, and Robert's season opener got off to a well-sweatered start.

So Sunday saw Ben and Ken and Toby, Ahmed and Greg, Steve and David and Jerry and summer fare: burgers, hot dogs, potato salad, baked beans and two kinds of cake.

And though the pool was at 90 (and the pool house bathrooms finally worked; we called a plumber to fix the burst hot-water pipes in both showers) it would have been madness to get in.

This morning I noticed that while it's 47 here, it's 78 in Key West. And tonight there are frost warnings? Lord, what am I doing here?