The scar on my forehead is healing nicely. Thanks for asking. It's still prominent but fading. That fall in the darkness of my London hotel room could have gone quite differently. More than a few people have reminded me that's how Bob Saget died. But here I am, glad I didn't lose an eye or break my teeth on that solid wood nightstand. Lesson learned.

That fiasco put a punctuation mark on my London weekend but did not define it. A couple weekends before that I did the college reunion and visited Lambeau for a Packers game, so October was truly a month filled with big happenings. Yet none compares with this past weekend.