Wimbledon is the only thing...

...to derail my writing. Oops. Christie pointed out today that I had not updated this blog in a few days. There is only one excuse. Wimbledon. I am a tennis junkie. Two years ago, spending a summer in Warsaw, living without a television (and that is a whole other story), I discovered all of the sports pubs in town. And mooched some viewing time from friends. I even visited the art gallery owned by Poland's claim to tennis fame in years back, W. Fibak, multiple times, to feel a bit of Wimbledon vibe. Pathetic, I know. I'll be back at this now. Just watch.