Lo, I post overdue updates from Ohio. We just returned from the Strongsville homecoming parade. For a small town, these people really know how to make it last. Two friggin' hours of dancers, emergency vehicles, flag-bearers, and cheerful do-gooders hurling Tootsie Rolls at the boys' heads.

I'm surprised they didn't heff with all the candy they caught and devoured.

They had a lot of fun, tho. If I had been able to get the beads off Mojo's neck in time, I surely would have offered them to Mrs. Ohio as she went by in her convertible. Good thing Mojo doesn't share very well -- I'm in enough trouble with Mrs. Tuckahoe.

Finally checked the Daily News this afternoon and saw that Bill Gallo did indeed write up his barbershop Matsui conversation, sans the WWII reference. Good thing no one asked for a shave, it may have triggered an impromptu bayonet drill right there in the middle of Bronxville.