[Some days, I don’t have much to write about, but I still give it a try anyway.  Compare it to the baseball player who even though he is in a slump still goes up the plate and swings at the pitch.  Cannot succeed, if you don’t try, so here it goes…]

As I did dishes tonight, I listened to world news on the radio, as my 7-year-old son read a book nearby.

[Slow start…  called strike…]

An interview was taking place with an expert talking about the Paris Climate Agreement and potential approaches for curbing greenhouse gas emissions.

[“Whoa, slow down Dave.  You are getting us all excited with this riveting story, not…”  Swing and a miss, strike two…]

Then suddenly, the expert paused to emphasize something important that needed to take place in order to accomplish the slow in global warming…

[Nice, build up…  foul ball…  he stays alive in the count…]

“…but,” the expert continued, “and this is a big but…”

I would like to tell you what she had to say next, but the fact is whenever someone says “Big But” around the boys, any hope for serious discussion is out the window.  Is it getting hot in here?

[Paulsen makes contact!  But, it’s a bad “butt” joke resulting in a weak grounder and an easy play for the second baseman.  Better luck next time, slugger.]