... and I got to briefly see one of the brewery kitties, which was the main reason that I signed up in the first place.

The country breathed a big sigh of relief, and resolved to celebrate the failure of this insurrection by setting fire to piles of household and garden trash on the anniversary each year.

... a time of innocence, when dinosaurs roamed the streets and bars of NYC, and any dog could be a hot dog.

... another smaller scale event popped up on my radar, at my old stomping grounds in DC.

I don’t know how we missed F.A.O. Schwarz

Yeah, they were all “haunted” at one time.