Why is blogging so addicting?

I haven't blogged about my life in a few weeks, yet I feel compelled to. I'll give the brief recap wiht some photos since I'm sitting in my apartment doing 'work' on the weekend.

I went to Chicago with Brian as you may have seen from the gay airplane photo in a prior post.

We walked around the city, we had some drinks with a fat native american that played the flute (That sounds so bad)


The price of gas sky rocketed.


We went to a White Sox game.



We chilled out in Wrigleyville,


Traded baseball cards,


and took upskirt photos of a manikin.


We also visited a gian shinny bean from the future. That's Brent in green. Vince Vaughn was there too, but not with us.


This is Brian on the inside of the Bean,


This is me staring into it's deep dark eyes,


Then we drove up to Grand Rapids, Michigan for Liz's wedding.


So that was my trip to Chicago, ohh, and Brian gave this guy some deep dish pizza (if you know what I'm saying). The bum was a little off guard but welcomed the food.