We’re back.

With the exception of those two bitches at the United counter who were offended that we had the gall to ask them whether or not we could travel with homemade raspberry jam in our carry-ons, the new year has gone rather well.

The answer to the jam question is no by the way, if you’re interested.  We were only able to pry this out of them after repeated entreaties while they gossiped about some inane bullshit.  They didn’t even check our IDs.  If it wasn’t 5:00 am, we totally would have ratted them out for allowing someone [me] who has officially been on the gov’s air watch list [still unclear why] through without checking an ID.

This experience, paired with the culinary failures of eating crappy carnitas in some random, empty Mexican restaurant, and NOT making it to Lou Malnati’s for deep dish or being able to get arrested for eating foie gras, made the Chicago experience kind of a sour one.

However, the Art Institute’s European Collection was dope (as a side note, does anyone else think that Chicago looks like someone took Queens and smashed it into San Francisco?).

But anyway, so far so good in the new year.  But as Daniel Craig and others have taught us, 007’s got a license to kill.  Mary Milan and I are holding our breaths that it has its sights on bad shit.

As you might imagine, after spending Christmas and New Years in Athens, Milan, and Chicago, there is lots to report including:

• The Last Shitty Things of 2006
• My First Hunting Expedition
• Visiting the MWSE (Mid-West Stock Exchange) or what I like to call, “How I Almost Getting my Ass Kicked by a Bunch of Farmers and Amish Dudes at Equity”
• The Winter Wonderland of Athens

For now, sleepy time.

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