Had a quality weekend up north.
It was good to see my brother Scott, and his girlfriends Saro despite the latter not feeling very well.
The Safe House was a goofy diversion. But as Saro put it, you can either be in on the joke or not. Scott and I also got in some disc golf on Saturday. For only his second time out, Scott did well in breezy conditions, although my own game was mixed (good drives, bad short game).
The trip was capped Sunday by a visit to downtown Milwaukee’s bronze statue of Fonzie—off Wisconsin Ave, by the riverwalk—whose jeans are weathering from blue to a curious shade of green.