Broken arms

While visiting my friend on the way to Chicago, I was able to return briefly to my middle school days when casts were the thing and you had to write something witty on them. As you can see, my friend's little brother has received the old name and smiley face. Oh to cheer up the temporarily disabled!

The morning kicked off with some good work meetings that made me feel like perhaps I have been productive. And I sneaked over to the optometrist to grab my new glasses before beginning my cross-Midwest trek.