Monday, September 8, 2008

A long weekend in Chicago.

Chicago. New passions discovered. Celtic belt buckles. A short play called, "The Bed". Headshots. Windy City - rainy this time around. The RNC, McCain impressed and walking the dogs. Jim the cop and a setter gone wild. Fried liverwurst...mmm, good. Eats at Irish pubs and abandoned fire houses. Talks. Walks. Skybound and the Jets win. A glass of wine and a butt. Missed rendezvous. Non-anniversaries. Good riddance.

I hate Chicago. But I love a few of the people who live there.

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