I’ve posted a few random recent photos from the past month or so. I spent a weekend in Chicago with little sister, where we rocked out at the Strokes concert and got sick at Six Flags. I can’t go on rides anymore without getting sick! Does this mean I’m getting old? Is there a cure (for either the aging or the motion-sickness)?
The other shots are from a small, three-way 30th birthday dinner at Rossi’s for Ryan, Jason, and me. Fun times, despite the fact that I was wearing a full pint of beer within two minutes of my arrival.