At the Black Birch in Maine for dinner.
So I guess I should record this for posterity. Recounting our stories all evening to everyone we met up with provided a lot of laughs, so it’s funny now.
Getting out of the cab at Adam’s Morgan, the driver rolled over Michael’s foot (actually, more like parked on his foot). We iced it right away, and he said it was pretty much fine, and no bruises, so it seems okay.
And then I dropped my phone (again) and cracked the screen (again). Got an apple store appointment for an hour later, though, and 50 bucks and a new case (bc the old one didn’t do a thing, apparently) later, all is good here too.
Had some yummy Mediterranean food downstairs from A&S apartment, wine, TV, dive bar, friends…. And subs from the Italian Store this am.