A beautiful day out at the lake with Anthony. I forgot just how captivating Chicago's skyline is.
Anthony is entranced by a shirtless, sweaty jogger as he bends over for a refreshing drink of water at the fountain. Scenery be damned- there's men here!!
I love the placement of this "No Diving" sign. Besides the fact that that is the worst diving form ever, it is placed by a collection of flotsom and jetsom in the over-littered and polluted lake. Yes, the people are lined up to swim in that cesspool of city refuse.
This is my sandwich. Grilled mushrooms, onions, roasted red peppers, cheese, fried egg, topped with tomato, cole slaw, and french fries.
This is the empty greasy basket that once contained a montrous sandwich. I am proud to say I championed that bitch- every last bite!
This is a really creepy picture located in the billiard room of a bar on Clark St. That must be the last man I would ever want to find in that location!
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