alone on an airplane, falling asleep

Last night-she said: the Roosevelt Tavern (hippest place to have a drink post-work). I received my locally brewed beer to the tune of The Jayhawks (Save it for a Rainy Day) next to the man who obviously frequents the restored 1900s house, "Another house brew, Jake?" she asked. And he said yes. Four grilled cheeses (the preferred menu choice) & one table switch later we exited to The Bends.

I'm flying on Halloween & hoping the flight attendants give us candy.

My company is laying off 10% of its workforce, but they gave us all candy.

Get me back to Ohio.

jack swilling

90 degrees and sunny today. I hear there's snow in O-hi-o.

I'll be home soon, you know. The black on my nails is chipping off but I haven't any remover or a drugstore within 10 miles. So there it will sit. And here I sit, 10 hours at a time.