Walked to the grocery store again yesterday. Butter and eggs.
Had lunch at Twenty Tap (a spicy Cuban sandwich again because we fear change) with a pint of beer that I ordered because its name made me think about the Farm Fam: Farmageddon! That was darn yummy; too bad it's seasonal.
Lots of folks still hadn't shoveled their walks, the bastiges. I did much of my walking in the street, which was at least well-packed down. It was my maiden voyage on Yaktrax, without which things would have been a lot more harrowing, I can tell you. Recommend!
Met the ambassador from Turonistan in the afternoon, and spent the evening in Azeroth with my posse.
So, yesterday was a good day; I didn't have to use my AK. (Which is a good thing, I suppose, considering I don't even have one.)