The Friday of my Milwaukee week is usually fairly light so that I can catch a plane back home.
The head dude around here has some Polish heritage and bought us some paczkis.
I noticed my dude ol Joey B was going to be in town soon. I may need to make an appearance.
I stopped at a grocery store on the way to the airport and stocked up on various goods of Milwaukee origin.
I don't understand why every other airport is complacent with people being all discombobulated after airport security. It's a real sad state of affairs folks.
