In place of the blogger that I just wrote for the last frickin two hours (while talking to people... mind you) describing to all of you my adventures around the South Shore on Saturday but then lost it due to and internet malfunction- I write this:

I feel like angrily running a really long distance and then throwing myself down in a field at the moment because I'm so pissed. I bet that the little children playing in the playgrounds of Tyngsboro could hear the slew of profanity that just flew from my mouth when I lost that blogger.
:)

Well, in nut shell: I spent the hours of 6:00 to about 8:30 Saturday night wandering around Braintree, Weymouth, and Hingham trying to find 228 North. My issue was two road signs that said "228 North" were completely WRONG... and 228 North was really about 1/2 mile up the road.
red seemed to be the right color for this entry.
...so how was your Saturday night?