A Not-So-Happily-Ever-After Ending

It’s over.  The end.  Finito.  I don’t quite know what to do with myself now.  It’s officially summer— I should be going to the beach or working on my tan or scouting out my next bar-of-choice for Wednesday’s Center City Sips Happy Hour (I take Center City Sips very seriously)— but there’s a huge void…