Alex with a Jazzfest pamphlet
Laura with her empty bottle of wine over her head and empty glass. Trouble right behind.
Alex now converted Jazz pamphlet into a paper airplane. Trouble starting.
Alex now converted Jazz pamphlet into a paper airplane. Trouble starting.
Me with the Pavilion behind us
That little speck dressed in white is Sonny
I LOVE the Pritzker Pavilion. So cool.
Mom & little girl boogieing to Sonny
Portrait of Alex. By Drunk Laura.Drunk texting. Always a good idea.
No wine for Tim. Thus the expression.
How to explain? On the L ride home, we started throwing around a block of leftover gouda. Laura kicked up her legs. Next thing you know, Alex was rubbing the gouda on her leg? There was cheese everywhere. Tim was in the role of adult trying to get us to stop. But there was no stopping us. We were totally retarded.
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