The Cubs and the Astros ran into a bit of a squall last night that ended their game an inning prematurely. Being that it was '70s night in Wrigley, that's an inning less of YMCA costumes and people in Rick Monday jerseys. But it did make for good fun during the various rain delays and tornado warnings, as a guy in an Elvis costume took an impressive glide across the tarp. Though I gotta say '70s Elvis probably wasn't that nimble on his feet. Not his fault, really. Just happens that peanut butter and banana sandwiches laced with barbiturates, though tasty, are a little high in fat. And death. Who knew?