Pix from the big CreComm trip to Chicago - Day 1

We ran into the newly re-elected Prime Minister of Canada at the Mall of America. He was pretty drunk, so we got the hell out of there. 

I stopped to take a picture of a giant bull running rampant at Best Buy. Fear not, animal lovers: some Navy Seals showed up in a Black Hawk helicopter, killed and buried him at sea.

We reflected on the incredible skyline of Chicago - for six hours, until traffic finally cleared.

I found this super-cool box made out of an old book - the perfect use for all of the hardcovers that have been replaced by ebooks, and for people who need to hide their drugs from people who hate reading.

We bought books that were inexplicably on sale at steep discounts.

And we hung out at the lovely Newberry Library, shortly before consuming our weight in ribs at Carson's. 

And then we slept the sleep of the just (arrived in Chicago).  And then I woke up again and corrected the spelling of Newberry. And then I went back to the sleep of the justly corrected.

Ten things that crossed my mind at last night's Pixies show

Cough, cough.

1. Where is them Pixies?

2. I can't enjoy this music without knowing that Katie Couric has found gainful employment.

3. I feel a great disturbance in The Force; as though Montreal has been eliminated from the playoffs or Alderaan has exploded or something.

4. How does one exactly grow up to be a debaser, Mr. Francis?

5. I wonder what Seacrest and Probst are up to right now on Idol and Survivor. Seriously: those two don't get paid enough. Am I right, people?

6. That Black Francis sure knows how to have an ironic (not to be confused with actual) good time!

7. Yay: more B-sides!

8. Which monkey has gone to heaven? I don't see a monkey. Do you see a monkey?

9. Someone remind Kim Deal that the Pixies have played Winnipeg before.

10. I smell reefer. Stop the concert!