Food for thought — and an open thread

Yesterday was the huge county swim meet that closes out the season.  At the end of the day, my daughter pointed out that, according to her admittedly informal information gathering, one of the lanes in which she swam had better outcomes than did the other lanes.  “I think it was the timer there.  He was so nice and cheerful.  The other timers are really grim.  People in his lane dove in happy.”  She may be on to something.

We’re heading off, so I’ll be in touch much later in the day, if at all.  Enjoy this open thread.