zuzu's petals!

Back in Chicago. Only been gone for about 60 hours, but it seems like much longer. Perhaps because I ate a week's worth of food. Too much to write about right now. And perhaps I'll never go back and capture eveything, so here's an outline version. Except there's no priority or definitive order in things:

-- "I got your ______ right here"
-- drinking champagne with low blood sugar
-- a turkey in a garbage can and no convection oven
-- impressions of Martha Stewart
-- meeting various girlfriends, including the infamous "I've been divorced twice and I'm your age" woman
-- tarts. (and how much that word distrubed me when used by others)
-- a visit to the famous Quaker school as part of the Former President MelRo History tour
-- using the phrase "you know I"m trans, right?"
-- drinking and smoking more than usually acceptable (for my own standards)
-- finally eating a Philly cheesesteak
-- visiting "Philadelphia's Premiere Psychiatric Facility"
-- orange sweaters
-- "I was thinking about dwarves...."
-- shooby doobying down to Ruby's
-- Please don't remove the bonnets off the Amish women.
-- chocolate croissants
-- "I hate female bosses"
-- "Stars and bars on orange -- fuck!" and weaing a Bible belt.

and finally...

puppies described as sausages.