I’m in Beverly Hills today, at a Marriott located in the heart of a Jewish neighborhood.  Yesterday, I was hoping to see the Anne Frank exhibit at the nearby Museum of Tolerance but it like everything else in the area is closed for the Holidays.  I wanted to get some background on her life before visiting the Museum in Amsterdam next spring.  Instead, I bought a chicken burrito from a food truck, and read until the start of the Cubs series finale against the Nationals.  Once again, for a critical Cubs game I was in a Marriott bar, thinking of the similar circumstances from last year’s World Series clincher.  My nerves needed an extra martini, as my wife returned from her business meetings to watch the tense conclusion to what I’ve termed, “The Battle of the Blunders.”  (See Post #297: Old Sport Shorts).   As the game dragged on, we left the bar and went to our room so my wife could get some sleep after a long work day.  Just exactly  like last year’s World Series Game 7, I turned down the sound and watched from the edge of the bed, while she calmly fell asleep.   This time, however, the local cable provider somehow lost the TBS signal in the bottom of the 8th inning, and it never returned.  I ended up watching the final outs through a real-time game simulation on my phone.

I couldn’t sleep after the game, so I went to Seat Geek and bought a couple of pricey tickets for Saturday night’s game 1 at Dodger Stadium.  I was there for the first time earlier this season.  (See Post #41).  My wife and I also have a trip planned to N.Y. during the World Series – could it be possible that the Yankees and Cubs could meet while we’re there?  I figure that the shear coincidence that the Cubs are here in L.A. at the same time that we are is perhaps Providence.  My wife probably sees it as unfortunate, as she’s stuck going to another game.

On my run this morning, I passed by a number of Synagogues and observed many families dressed for the Simchat Torah services.  It is also Friday the 13th, so I called a friend celebrating a “Lucky” Birthday today.  I happened to turn to a local radio that was celebrating their final days on the air.  As it turns out, 100.3 “The Sound” is a very popular Classic Rock station here in L.A. was recently sold to a Christian Rock group, and will become K-LOVE at the end of this month.  Happy Halloween.

I haven’t seen any hillbillies here in Beverly Hills, but I’m pretty sure that I spotted “Granny” at the Walgreen’s last night.  My wife’s knee was giving her some trouble, so to blow off some steam during the “Battle of the Blunders” last night, I walked there to get her a knee brace.  I noticed it on my way to the Museum of Tolerance yesterday afternoon, right next to an herb store and psychic.  Rodeo Drive this is not!  Santa Monica is my next stop, and monumental Post #300 will come from there.