On November 12, 2025, the U.S. Mint made its very last penny.
(I so wanted to title this post “Stop Making Cents” but even I have my pun limits. Associated Press, ABC News, The Wall Street Journal, and others do not.)
Penny for your thoughts.
How many thoughts will I ever have now if there are no more pennies to pay for them?
Which brings me to …
I bet you have a friend who only shows up when things are getting rough. They need your shoulder to lean on, your compassionate ear, your thoughtful, “It’s ok, things are going to be ok,” half-truth.
It’s me. Hi.
I seem to write more when baseball has gone sour. When “stinky” only scratches the surface of how maddeningly awful the Baltimore Orioles have been playing.
How awful? Let Mookie Wilson-Betts explain:
Just awful.
(The Orioles are not the worst in baseball. Rockies fans, here, come sit with me.)
Anyway, I have some thoughts. All random. Not all baseball. Not a single one is worth rounding up to a nickel.
The Baseball Bloggess 