Picktown ramblings...

Well, i’ve been traveling again. not too far, this time, not to another country or anything; not really traveling. but i did leave my own home, board a plane, and arrive shortly thereafter many hundreds of miles east of my departure place.

Philadelphia, PA.

Home of cheese-steaks (with cheese-whiz? *grimace*), soft pretzel companies, and my dear friends; i’ll call them ‘Kiki’ and ‘Jayvon’. Those names, of course, are only slightly exaggerated.

Kiki and Jayvon used to live here in Ohio with me. I met Kiki before they got married, we worked together in this dungy-book cellar. good times. Then she and Jayvon fell in love, got hitched, and decided to transport their lives to Philly. Fair enough, except that my opportunities to be around their coolness have depleted greatly.

I couldn’t stand the absence more than one month.

call me crazy, but they have a 2^nd bedroom … it’s real nice.

Anyways, i had the great pleasure of spending a weekend with them. Jayvon started making his hard cider after we found some un-pasteurized apple cider. we made a pie, took a walk, ate PRETZELS (fist pump!), and played 4 games of the “settlers of catan”. a-mazing.

cheese-steaks aren’t bad, either.