How authentic do you think this is?

My mom said the corn wasn’t as good as when my brother made it. No worries. The kids got tons of other treats!

Ski lift?

Looks fun.

Steph was excited because that night my brother was taking her to her first concert ever: Kenny Chesney. She’s a fan!

Get it? The utility belt meets the kilt = utilikilt.

Who are these bozos?

Bright and early on Tuesday I sat down at the computer and thought of all the things I could get done on this site and Chicagoist and FeedBurner projects and a site that I work on for Nancy and then how I could get all my bills paid online and even look into investing more in my retirement accounts.. and then I sat on hold endlessly with Fidelity and Charles Schwab, spent forever trying to rebuild my MT templates (something is totally wrong with my setup and/or my host), was burnt on Chicagoist, checked on some FeedBurner support, and blew off my other work. I started thinking how I really didn’t want to be sitting there, how Dallas had been off in Boston for the last 5 days spending time with our friends and going from party to party, and how the minutes of my vacation were ticking away. .. So on a whim I took the Amtrak up to Wisconsin and went to Summerfest with my brother, my nieces and my mom. .. a way better way to spend the day. And I was back in time to still get a few things done that night.