Such a busy day, no more Steeltown blogging. More Monday, including my trek to the Penguins' arena, and my almost run-ins with rock royalty. And a little bit about religious frankfurters. Not to be missed, believe you me.
Paz. Good weekend.
"And I am a writer, writer of fictions / I am the heart that you call home / And I've written pages upon pages / trying to rid you from my bones..." -- "The Engine Driver" by The Decemberists