wicked cool (err, cold)
So I am sitting here in the Providence Public Library killing time until we get to have dinner with Becky and company!! That’s right, this morning Paul and I caught a plane to Boston and after an adventure trying to rent a car being under 25 without a credit card (we’re good now), we made the rounds at Paul’s old workplace and haunting grounds in Rhode Island. We were hoping to see Paul’s former roommate (and cats), but it appears…