So, I'm roaming around on the internet, minding my own business, checking my Sitemeter, reading various blogs, peeking at porn...you know, the usual; when, what to my surprise an email pops in from Fresh.
He's visiting friends in MO, and his flight got delayed, so he's stuck in Chicago for, like, eighteen hours.
Yipee! My wingman is in town for the night. His only jet-lagged request?
"Take me to The Ho."
So we go. And then he is gone, again.
Good to see you again, my friend.