-A nutritious root beer float for breakfast, a nutritious Green River float for lunch, and a sensible pie for dinner.
-Eating candy corn – the sweetest of the sweet corn.
-Eating Pizza with out sweet corn.
-Seeing the Swiss Family Jaynes down in Bloomington.
-Seeing Hougie and meeting her boyfriend Will and hearing a very funny story about news tapes being queued up wrong involving hilarity of a sad story of a man lost in the wintry wild of the Illinois River and the tape showing pictures of a dancing polar bear to ‘Ice Ice Baby’ and the local Polar Bear Club cannonballing in same said river.
-Braving the wilds of Joliet with Steph and Chad.
-Seeing my Gram
-Seeing my friends’ very funny show Sci/Fry
-Seeing Sir Gaylord Yencho in a cape, top hat, and villain mustache, Kimmie as a blond, Sean as a Neo-Nazi, and Ted new with wings.
-Hanging out and having pie at Mitchell’s.
-Talking to the Steppenwolf folk - ten years after the fact.
-Watching Anna be horrified by Kimmie’s story of the monkey they rented for her brother’s birthday party, and what the rude monkey got up to at a grammar school.
-Scooter seeming to be doing a Grizzly Adams impression complete with Gold Rush era diseases.
-Seeing my brother Matt and his new husky dog.
-Playing with new puppy Phoenix.
-Seeing the trees change color.
-Jon-boy’s wedding at St. Louis Cathedral Basilica.
-Having a Taffy Apple from Garwood.
-Going to the Shedd Aquarium with Kelsey and watching penguins.
-Just seeing everyone again.
-Going to Ed Debevic’s and be told ‘Welcome back to America you’re having ice cream as a beverage.’
-Oh yeah and my hometown team breaking one of the Chicago curses.
3 comments:
I don't believe it. Not only did Sarah bring some candy corn back from work only for you to go and skip a continent to get some (worryingly coloured, weirdly flavoured) stuff in its land of origin, you also go and quit the weather stand leaving me without someone to bother in my lunch breaks! For the love of things in tins, I suppose you couldn't stick the winter again for a job without frost insurance.
Those crazee Chicagoans really went for it as the wrong curse was broken.
I love the way that you have friends called 'Kimmie', 'Scooter' and 'Jon-boy'. It's more American than mom's apple pie and supplying super-powerful weapons to anti-communist dictators. You should all be in a teen-adventure series, with a hyper-bouncy-intelligent golden retriever named Scout.
Glad you got there and back in one piece.
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