The flights (I changed planes in Detroit) were comfy, and the Flyaway bus from LAX arrived at Union Station just as I was listening to Hanley Ramirez homer with two out in the ninth to tie the arch-rival Giants -- and quite a few fans that already had boarded the Dodger Stadium express buses to Union Station were waiting to go home. (Were their parents among those who left Chavez Ravine early when Kirk Gibson homered off Dennis Eckersley in game one of the 1988 World Series? Check a video of that moment and you'll see plenty of tail-lights in the outfield parking lots.) It serves them right that San Francisco scored three runs in the top of the 10th to win 7-4 and take three of four in the weekend series. (It's a great time to be a SoCal sports fan, as the Clippers waged a phenomenal comeback to beat Oklahoma City and tie their best-of-seven series at 2-2. That's the same status as the first-ever Kings-Ducks playoff series, in which the visiting team has won all four games. Game five is in Anaheim Monday.)
Carole Lombard's mural greeted me at the Union Station Metro stop, and I hope she brings me luck this time as I seek a place to call home in her hometown. The search begins tomorrow, and I'll keep you posted. Please send good vibes my way.
Oh, and happy Mother's Day, while I still can say it. This is my first Mother's Day without my mom, and I miss her.