Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

What a lovely day this has been. I received a very unexpected email from Matt, noonish, stating that he was in town being "touristy," and to call him if I wanted. Which, of course, I did, seeing as how Matt and I keep coming close to meeting but keep missing each other. So we finally met, had lunch, and did "touristy" things (oceanfront, bayfront, battleship, et.al. - I took some sick time from work) and talked. And talked. Matt's just as charming as I expected he'd be (quite so), and just as interesting as his blog would imply, as well. Cheers, Mr. O'Neill. The pleasure was mine.