Nothing to report

I should be going to Pitchfork courtesy of a photo pass from Trent at The Real Chicago tomorrow. Should be interesting, although am concerned that the large stages provided for real rock stars may prove my camera equipment woefully inadequate. We can only wait and see.

Picture above completely unrelated.

Spent most of today on the couch with entirely undeserved hangover. Going home tonight like a good little monkey.

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[molly]

I want all over that ironwork with my brayer.