aloha from the windy city
drinking myself some southern bourbon , then off to the subterranean. rock n roll, ya’ heard? if yalll in chicago wants to join me, get at me soon before i head out for the night. i ought to be stomping-about till 3 or 4. i suppose too, if one of you gals and fellas has one of those nifty time-machine buggers, you can make some headway that way as well. Up to you, of course.