About to dine at the fantastic
Cheesecake Factory in Houston, hence the smiles. Afterwards,
one still smiles, but half-asleep.
||One of those strange, spooky coincidences. Right
there in Houston, we go into a restaurant, only to find a bit
of Erie got there 95 years before us. To think that primitive
Erieites and Early Texans had fully developed language and manufacturing
skills in the early 1900s simply amazes me.