Lend me your ears, and assorted body parts

Saturday night we trucked out to Spring Green for one last dose of American Players Theatre. The play was Julius Caesar -- it was closing night -- and we had great fun watching the bloodbath, including the moment when the poet Cinna is torn to pieces by members of an enraged mob, who then run off brandishing his limbs and various gory bits. Better than Atari!

It was a new experience for me: APT in weather that was cool, downright cold. (I've only ever been at the height of summer.) On Saturday the skies were clear, but the temperature was forecast to be in the low 40s. So we bundled up in hats, gloves and scarves for the first time this fall, and were perfectly comfortable.

What it was, was football weather, and football fans know better than anyone that three hours on a crisp autumn evening pass all too quickly, as long as there is carnage to look at.