Fly to Philly on Thursday night, and the only way I could get a reasonably priced flight was from Pittsburgh. so, I leave work at 4:00 for a two hour drive to Pitt, then fly out at 8:15 for a 9:30 arrival in Philly. Rent a car, drive to the hotel. Home Friday night. I should be getting back to Mogadore by around midnight. I'm all for the trip. I dig me some flying and free hotels and dinners, but it sure would've been good if this could've been done out of Akron.
Sam was sick again yesterday. Tieraney stayed home all day to take him to the doctor. Doctor said he's good, just got a stomach virus or something. Neither of us, however, need to be wasting the vacation days.
New idea for a restaurant. Not sure what the name is, but all of the dishes are named after Russian authors: Beef Turgenev, Chicken Dostoevsky, tilapia ala Tolstoy. I think America is ready for the marriage of the $15 two-for dinner special and Russian realist fiction. Think of the drinks! Lime and Punishment Martini! Anna Karenina Sour! The Cherry Brandy Tree!
Novelist. Playwright. Tasty.
Book it.
Life punts. Good punt. Fair catch.
Life's ball: 1st and 10 on my own 25.
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