Friday Chicken #117: nine to zero!

Because it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection. And you get to join in if you feel like it. All I can say about this...

Ringing the bell.

In Ann Arbor, Michigan, there’s a restaurant* called the Gandy Dancer. I’d link to it but they play outstandingly annoying music on their website.** Trust me. Anyway. The name is a slang term for early railroad workers. And the restaurant itself is right...
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