Very little was accomplished. Legs were shaved. Cats were cuddled. Farmville 2 crops were tended. At about 3:00, I was reasonably sure no one from the office would call me and I took myself to lunch.
I had a massive bowl of the best clam chowder in town and tried their drink of the day: vanilla vodka
|Must remember to order this again.|
I enjoyed checking out who else is at the bar on a Friday afternoon at 3:00. There was:
• A trio of older men who appear to meet here regularly. They were watching a rerun of last night's Cub game, and it all seemed new to them.
• A man in a blazer and khakis who had his laptop under his arm as he bellied up to the bar. The bartender knew him, so I guess this isn't the first time he's done this. I've heard of "work from home" days, even "work from Starbucks" days, but not "work from pub" days. Oh well, I was a delinquent myself today so I have no room to judge. Is it common for bars to have wifi?
•. A table of tourists having a late lunch. They were animated and happy.
Then I went grocery shopping. Then I took a nap. I wonder how many days like this I could string together before I got bored ...
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