Wait, I should back up.
You remember me going back to school, right?
And taking a class a couple of years ago, with a prof whose radar I decided to remain below? Because he was kinda scary?
And then we became friends?
OK.
So since I was in the area (as you know from this post - come on, stay with me)...
I stopped on the way home to have lunch and a visit with my formerly-frightening-now-a-friend prof.
It. Was. Lovely.
Turns out we drink the exact same brand and blend of coffee, so that's a sign right there of a meeting of minds. Ate pizza, traded stories, laughed, walked his dog, sat drinking coffee and admired the beautiful, authentic and very old phone booth he had recently purchased from England.
A most enjoyable afternoon.
