We’re staying at an inn in Shadyside (Pittsburgh). It’s located on Negley Street. Why it’s called The Inn on Negley Street is a complete mystery.

It’s the quietest place we’ve ever stayed, and it’s beautiful. Highly recommended. The owls have their own room!

Dinner last night at the Carson Street Deli was great. They even recommended a terrific local ale for me. Perhaps the best corned beef Reuben we’ve ever had. Watched a few innings of the Mets game there too.

On that topic, Lindor’s winning slam was Jacksonian (Reggie), except for being in the playoffs and not the World Series. Certainly historic. Our Owl Chatter (Mets) caps are off to you. And our hearts go out to our Phillies fan friends, who deserved better after a great season. That’s baseball.

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I don’t often discuss my wife’s sleepwear here (or anywhere), but she has these dark pajamas with big white flowers all over them. Top and bottom. And as we drove back from the deli last night, there was this cool-looking Black guy dressed in a dark hoodie with matching pants, all with puffy white clouds all over them. A great look for the street. I rolled down the window and caught his eye. “Great outfit,” I said, and Linda gave him a thumbs up. He smiled. “Appreciate it,” he said.

It later occurred to us how similar to Linda’s pajamas it was. He was wearing your pajamas!, I told her.

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Spent the morning at Randyland, a wild outdoor art exhibit in a neat, historic P’burgh neighborhood. Conceived and created by Randy Gilpin, a self-described “retarded” kid, who cared about the right things, had friends, and was happy.

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Excellent sourdough pizza for lunch, if a bit pricey ($34), and a great seafood dinner, each in a different neat neighborhood. In between, Saoirse Ronan wowed us in “The Outrun.” Very compelling. Photo of SR next time.

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On to Michigan tomorrow!