
Yesterday, I noted that I moved from Virginia to Connecticut 20 years ago this month. It occurred to me earlier this month that a number of personal milestones fall in June, for whatever reason; not just graduation from high school and the obvious stuff, but bigger things. Continue reading

Today was a solid snowstorm; I spent most of it working inside so all was well. But I had planned on making my way up to Hartford to see Zack for his birthday, a plan that ended in failure when it took way longer than it should have to get from Bridgeport to New Haven, and the roads for most of that were more wet than snowy. (The traffic cams showed much less attractive roadways up in Hartford.)