Me: In Chicago - Part I

So while I was in Chicago, lots of stuff happened:

1. I bought a 25 dollar hamburger. Yeah, it was good but nothing I couldn't do at home with some sirloin, blue cheese, bacon, and pickles.

2. Ate a 45 day old steak wherein they allowed the fat to grow mold and whatnot before cooking the shit out of it. It was tasty and around 50 bucks.

3. Saw "Wicked" which (hee!) was fantastic. Not as good as Legally Blonde or Rent but it was a really good show. The actress playing Elphaba was amazing! Annaleigh Ashford was playing Galinda/Glinda who played Serena in Legally Blonde so I have to admit, it was a little weird seeing her in a main actress role. But they all did wonderfully.

4. Saw "Jersey Boys" very spontaneously. And I'm glad I did. The guy playing Frankie was amazing. His falsetto was only ursurped by some random black guy who was blowing it out when he came on-stage.

5. Experienced non-boredom. In fact it was like sensory overload and made me even more tired. Lol, I can't wait to go back when it's warm outside and see just how many crazy folks are running around doing stuff.

6. Dealt with mass transit. I rode the "El" which surprisingly wasn't that bad. No one paid any attention to me...it was all very "openly incognito." It's hard to comprehend how many people were there with all their different lives and life stories. It makes it much easier to feel that I can be out and open in a place like that.

7. Mingled with the elite: Beau-jamin had some high powered lawyer friends, many of whom seemed to talk at a level quite above what I am accustomed until they actually let down their hair and lo, they are just like me! Whouda thunk it. And these friends were likely just the beginning of the "social ladder." I can only imagine rubbing shoulders with those folks who own the high rises and what not.

8. Realization: I love being me. I love being able to experience new things through my eyes and my point of view. Up there, making eye contact meant asking for something...it was actually comical because I make eye contact with the express purpose of greeting. Ah well, I'm a country bumpkin, what can I say.

More machinations later...