I have some 2008 wrap-up meme thingies planned, but first I’m breaking my silence to say RIP, Mayor Mike.
In my time at the historical society, I dealt with Mayor Mike as part of an auction item he donated– a lunch with him, obviously– which is something that has stuck with me since. In a good way. Not like the time I met John Rowland and he invited me to come trick-or-treating at his house. Ahem.
Incidentally, last night I dreamt that I accidentally took a clinical rotation in Hartford.