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Tuesday Jun 1, 2004

From the moment I landed in Chicago my head was spinning. Actually part of that spinning was due to the strange leg and back pain and nasty cold I was experiencing. Luckily a trip to the chiropractor and two Coldbusters from Jamba Juice mixed with a bit of familial love set me straight and I felt better by Friday. Nonetheless I was balancing trying to see all of the family and maybe even sneak in a few friends here and there. Unfortunately I didn't even link up with half the people I wanted to while in town but there just wasn't enough time. Lets walk through a review of the weekend, shall we?

I arrived Wed and was half dead so I watched the Sox, had dinner with the Love Rents, and visited with a couple friends. Thursday I was up at the crack of dawn to go to the doc. Truth be told the leg pain was so strange and intense that I actually felt the need to immediately report to a physician and I am not the type to go running for help. He set me straight and I was on my way downtown to meet my newly engaged friend Jenny. I got to see her beautiful ring, catch up, stroll touristy Michigan Ave, and even dine at Gino's East! :) Then it was off to the Sox game which you can read about in the previous entry.

Friday I had a meeting downtown with a business connection that went very well. Soon there after I met up with Adam to get our Tuxes and check into the hotel for the weekend. The Wedding had unofficially begun. Following this was the family party, the smallest event of the weekend which probably had about 65 people in attendence. Yes, this was considered intimate! It was at one of the best hotdog joints in the city. I wasn't complaining. Did I mention I ate like I'd never seen food the entire trip?

Saturday, it turns out, was dillo day, a Northwestern University undergraduate tradition that bills itself as, "The day NU pretends its a State School." Needless to say, the students get up early and start drinking and partaking in other forms of debauchary. My pledge son, Brandon, alerted me to the perfect timing of this holiday and invited me to join in on the proceedings. I obliged. I met up with old friends and caught up with my other son, Alex, as we wandered about through good old Evanston. Though it was a blast, I was glad that I had a deadline to go back downtown for the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. Plus Adam and I were set to roast Brad for a toast that evening at the meal.

I returned home to the hotel and learned how to walk down the aisle with Becky. It was a great usage of our time. Immediately after we headed to Rosebud for the Rehearsal dinner. This was for the bridal party, close friends, and out of towners. There were at least 180 people there.

Adam and I had thrown around an idea for a speech. See Brad, the groom to be, is very brief on the telephone. He is so short and to the point that even his own mother finds him to be a bit curt when using the tool of Alexander Graham Bell. The idea was simple, a skit where Brad has to talk to himself on the telephone. Adam wrote up the script. We tore the roof off. Yes, a standing ovation to our toast and a world of compliments following. We were thrilled! :)

And despite the crazy long day I had had thus far I headed to the Northside to catch up with some other friends in Lincoln Park....

(To be continued)