GPOYW (I’m in the middle)
Listening to the final mixes of Victory!, in the lounge of Electrical Audio, while Steve Albini eats Thai food at 3:30am.
Un. Fucking. Believable.
Two and a half years later and I still cannot process this.
CHSH 2013 is when I discovered that my girlfriend can levitate.
A planetarium with a view.
For anyone who doesn’t know, the Adler Planetarium has the best (not-from-a-boat-on-the-lake) view of the Chicago skyline. *My view was even better because I had my partner in crime with me.
My man, my brother from another mother, and the beautiful and awesome human who makes my bro so happy. So many happy couples who genuinely like each other in our tribe; nope, that’s not coincidence. Like attracts like. So many friendships among us that travel many of those same roads. Except instead of making with the sex, we text about pooping. I may be projecting here.
Yes, I’m still going through photos. No, I’m not done yet. At least I’m not writing about race training! That starts again next weekend.
This picture makes me happy.
Errrr, this was the one I meant to post earlier. This’ll do, too.
That’ll do, Chicago. That’ll do.
On our way!
From Ontario to Superior, the Great Lakes in mid-March, as-seen from Earth orbit.
I can see myself and so many of the friends who live in my phone in this picture. Hello, everyone!
Yes! We’re coming! Flights and hotel booked! Hooray!
We’re looking forward to finally lobbying with you all!
So… I think this is happening.
This is still fucking surreal.
I want to go back to the first week of 2011.
And then we watched Iron Chef Super Chef Battle until 2am.
I don’t even.
One year ago, in Chicago, with Rick and Steve Albini.
I’m not sure I’ll ever get over how surreal those few nights were.
Trump Tower from Adams/Wabash.
This photo is over a month old but I keep coming back to look at it.
It’s so good. Excellent work, G.