Heavens to Mergatroids

on
The Cross Sound Ferry
I went to Connecticut on both business and to help a dearest friend find her way to Boston. That involved a ferry ride, a hike in the rain to the train station nearby, a meeting with a potential client and a dash to the ferry to get me home.
How could I be so weak?

I required comfort food so I indulged. French fries and chocolate milk.

Shoot me.