Milwaukee and Miami rhyme, but that’s where the similarities end. Tonight, I’m flying to the one of the pair that has a single digit Fahrenheit for the current temperature. I wish it were 87…not 7.

Milwaukee and Miami rhyme, but that’s where the similarities end. Tonight, I’m flying to the one of the pair that has a single digit Fahrenheit for the current temperature. I wish it were 87…not 7.

Previous post: Good Business in a Bad Economy
Next post: Having a Calgon Moment