I am so negs lately. I was so glad to leave Chicago to go to Ohio, even if it involved renting an extra expensive mini-van to load up on my mother's
old furniture so I could bring it back to Chicago to sell it for her on Craigslist. Oh, and it was Patty's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PATTY!

This picture is exactly why I eat 3 Snickers bars a day. This was taken just before I picked up The Poox, with whom I argued for 3/5 of the ride to Ohio.
Right after I took this photo the driver looked at me and pointed. Then I pointed at the sign on his car and yelled "SNAXI!" and he shook his head and
drove away. I am the Arnie Grape of the West Loop.

LOOK, GARY! It was here that I diagnosed myself with a duodenal ulcer. NPR also makes me mad, as well as Warren Zevon. Are you getting all of this, nosey?
Cleveland, Ohio is a lot like Gary, except there's a pointy building in Cleveland.

OH MAN, SAVING GRACE OF THE TRIP: Phil C. & his overwhelming hospitality. When I mentioned we were coming to Ohio he
mentioned that we were more than welcome to HAVE HIS HOUSE. Staying in somebody else's house when they're not there is
like taking over somebody's life. It also made me want to move back to Kent REALLY BADLY. Thanks Phil, you are A #1.

Here's the Pooks & my mama. Patty is telling the story about the time she took her parrot outside with her while she was
doing some yard work. "It flew away and didn't look back," she said. OH NO, I AM WRONG. My mother is pointing at things
for me to move! She's like, "See that giant plant? MOVE IT". Then we drove to somebody's house and took tarps.

There is a heaven for John Cargill and it resides in the parking lot of Lowe's in Streetsboro, Ohio.

I like to refer to this as: IDEAL CLEAN.

I like to refer to this as: NOT IDEAL CLEAN.

Whoa, back in Chicago! Pooks bought fireworks, I got a dining room table & cuckoo clock. I love you, mama.