The title

This past Saturday I met up with a good friend for a coffee date. Every other month or so we get together and talk about life, work, and theater. I look forward to these immensely, despite the usually early hour they occur at to accommodate both of our busy schedules.

As I was hurrying to the Grind on this snowy day, I was as usual distracted and thinking about other things.

Those who know me well understand that I am a klutz. I regularly trip over sidewalks, spill coffee and other food items on myself, and in general do something embarrassing daily.

I hopped over a puddle of slush in preparation for crossing the street as an oncoming car speeded up to make it through a light. In my distracted state, I wasn't thinking about the amount of slush that happened to be on the roads per the usual Chicago combination of salt and bad drainage. Before I knew it, I was coated from shoulder to toe with slush - mittens, coat, jeans, and all.

As I made my way to the Grind I tried my best to brush off the drops of slush that had aimed higher and gotten on my face. Of course, things worked out. I had a wonderful 2+ hours conversation with one of my best friends while my coat and clothes dried out. And I found a title for my blog.