Morning about downtown, some renowned wieners, a Sophie’s choice for dad, and Norma Jean poops…
I spent about an hour-and-a-half at the Morning Times Cafe this morning—my first time there. I parked at Flex and intended to take the R-Line over, but just as I got out of my car, the bus went by. So, even though it was raining, I walked over, which was good exercise and not half bad … Read more