March 10, 2013

Blogging may be dead, but I am not.

I suppose I outta put up some sort of post. Of course, writing something just to be writing something is the worst reason ever to post to a blog.

Friday we went ot the Windy City to see the boy's band in action up in Wrigleyville (Goose Island Brewpub -- thanks for a great evening). We had a blast in the big city. The wife rode the El for the first time as we ventured from our digs near Michigan Avenue and the Magnificent Mile up to the North Side. The venue was just a long fly ball from the Friendly Confines, so I had to grab some late night pics of my baseball mecca. .



Here is the author hanging with Ernie Banks while in Chicago. Mr. Cub did not have much to say. I am the one on the ground.  No one has put me on a pedestal yet.

I have been to Wrigley Field many times, but this was the first time the wife had seen it. Her comment was one I have heard from her before: "Its not as big as I thought it would be."

Last night the band was in Ann Arbor doing a gig at the Blind Pig. I did not make that trip. Maybe I will come along the next time they visit the Big Mitten State.

I have to go do the change-the-clocks thing. Enjoy your Sunday.

5 comments:

Cappy said...

Joe - The band must be doing pretty good for a gig at Goose Island.

Ed Bonderenka said...

I've seen some great national acts at the Blind Pig.
Cool.
If you visit, call ahead.

Anonymous said...

They were a warm up act at both places...but still pretty good gigs

Joe

Erin O'Brien said...

I swear to christ you need a kick in the ass.

DO NOT start a blog post by telling everyone it's going to be a bad blog post. EVER.

The first two sentences of this post are the only bad part of it.

Joe said...

Am I a first class salesman or what?

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