A yenta fail, no C-Diff to speak of, a return-to-car fail, and a festive dance night…

~Wednesday~  I was ready at 8:05, this morning and caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus at Avent Ferry and Gorman at 8:10. A guy sitting next to me was reading a book that I couldn’t quite see without being any more obvious. I jotted down: Faber Fritts? as potentially being the author’s name, and … Read more