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Hi everyone,

Welcome back!  How are you on this gorgeous Sunday?  Seriously, could it be any nicer out?  BDH, Little Buddha and I had a nice walk on Boylston Street yesterday, and now they want to go out again for a trip around the neighborhood.  I told them to go put on their sunscreen and get their hats, and then we'd do it as soon as we were done here.  So, help yourself to a nice medium iced DD, and let's clear out a little Clutter.

Boston Red Sox pitcher Felix Doubront looked liked he'd forgotten it was his turn to pitch during the first inning of yesterday's game against the Houston Astros.  He walked three batters, hit another one, and I think threw about 40 pitches.  However, someone apparently reminded him that the Astros are, how you say, "not good," and he found his bearings and made it through almost seven innings, as the Sox went on to beat Houston 8-4.  Meanwhile, David Ortiz just kept hitting the ball and driving in runs, as he went 2-3 with 3 RBI, and closed the night with a .519 batting average.  John Lackey takes the mound this afternoon in his first game back since he was hurt in Toronto, and he probably couldn't ask for a better opponent to face than the hapless Astros.

I wish I could have been there on Friday when President Obama became the first sitting president to address Planned Parenthood's annual meeting.  The president discussed the never-ending attacks on women's health, and he nailed it with this quote:

"No matter how great the challenge, no matter how fierce the opposition, if there's one thing the past few years have shown, it's that Planned Parenthood is not going anywhere."

Damn right.

Has it really been a decade since the Old Man of the Mountain collapsed?  Wow, it doesn't seem like it's been nearly that long.

A timeless classic.  (pic via

I think I'd give last night's Doctor Who episode a B+.   It was darker than most of the other episodes so far this year, which is a plus, and it was interesting to see more of the inside of the TARDIS, which as I wrote yesterday, has always been a source of great daydreaming to me.  On the other hand, there were several moments that should have felt much more dramatic than they did, such as The Doctor's companion Clara learning what his real name is (though she conveniently forgets by the end of the story).  I just don't understand what the issue is but the second half of this season still feels much fluffier than the first half did.  It's as if they changed the production team at the mid-point, but Steven Moffat is still there.  Maybe he's distracted by other projects.

Speaking of Doctor Who, I also mentioned yesterday that one of my favorite episodes was called The Doctor's Wife, which was written by Neil Gaiman.  As we were hanging out in Barnes and Noble on Boylston Street yesterday, BDH and Little Buddha suggested that I buy his book, American Gods.  It was a good call by those two.  (They're really very perceptive.)  I'm only a couple of chapters into it, but it's an intriguing read.  I'll let you know more when I get further into the story.

Okay kids, that's going to do it for now.  There's a Red Sox promo that's always running on NESN, which is set to the tune of "It's Time," by the Imagine Dragons.  The damn song is stuck in my head, and you know the rules - when it's stuck in mine, I like to share with you.  So on that note, here are the Imagine Dragons with today's, "Song of the Day."


Thanks for stopping by, everyone.  It was great to see you, as always.  Enjoy the rest of this gorgeous day, and we'll see you again for more fun soon.  Until next time, that's today's Clutter, and as you might have guessed, we are outta here.


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