I just got back from Naperville, Illinois. Mike and I went out there to celebrate his nephew's high school graduation. Three days in suburban Chicago is way more than enough. I grew up in suburbia. I honestly don't know how I did. The conspicuous consumption is absolutely amazing. Who really needs soft ice cream with two snickers bars blitzed into it? Boneless chicken wings? Have people become lazy about eating meat off the bone? Fat-free this, fat-free that. How about half the portions of what you shove down your gullet? Suburbia. Big cars. Big houses. Big asses.
We landed back in NYC at 1:05pm. I was so happy to be back in the City. Mike and I went out for sushi, saw the new X-men movie, and went shopping for wine. Had a nice big salad with our dinner. It's nice to be home. Later.