Small Victories ...

Those unfortunate people who accompanied me while I attempted to find the Cheesecake Factory when I lived here three years ago will be quite proud of my accomplishment tonight: I drove to the restaurant without making a wrong turn, without finding myself lost in the parking lot at the Pentagon, and without shedding a single tear. Hold the applause, please. And maybe, just maybe, if anyone ever visits me here, I could repeat the feat. OK technically my roommate deserves the credit as all-star navigator, but I did the actual driving, so that should count for something ...