My Grandma Veva predicted a bloodbath. Notre Dame players “would go home in an ambulance.” Mind you, she’s an ND fan. I’m also starting to think she’s a psychic.

Commemorated ND’s loss by heading out into the furnace that is outside. (It hit 108 two hours ago.) This sort of heat always feels very Australian to me. I know we had hot days back home in Indiana, but never this dry or this windy. Stepping outside literally feels like the blast you get when you open a hot oven door. Crossing my fingers for all of you in bush fire prone areas…

The moment a very special little boy met his new best friend.