I’m Getting Those F’ing Wings!!!

And I did, but that’s for later. Derby time! Smooth flight down—yay!—on Thursday, with our delightful cop, Justin, and equally delightful escort, Anne, picking us up for the ride into Louisville. Time for lunch, and yum, before it’s off to the hotel to unpack and decompress, then dude it up some for Club Night. Happily … Continue reading I’m Getting Those F’ing Wings!!! →