Friyay

(this image is from the Book of Kells, one of the oldest books you can look at IRL as a pleb.)

Today it was a beautiful chilly Spring day in Chicago. Sometimes I get annoyed that it’s not warmer this time of year, but it’s actually nice to be chilly/not sweating when it’s light outside in the evening past 3:30pm, with no mosquitos and clean feet (I wear sandals and things get, humid).

As a reminder, Fridays are for: one happy hour martini, followed by Pizza & watching the Goonies with the fam. Lucky, I am. I also continue to be impressed by the Pope. I attended a relatively progressive Catholic school as a Presbyterian child in the 1990s, so he’s affirming some of my best hopes about the clergy.

(we recently switched carryout pizza to Dimos. Beloved Malnatis has changed the ingredients since their PE acquisition and the gf thin crust is especially gross now. Also, if you want to learn more about PE shit, this is a good read... h/t to Culture Study)