What a day. Headed out about 10:30 this morning to go down to the Taste of Chicago. Now I understand why this city is one of the fattest in the country. Had a turkey leg, which was pretty good. Along with a few other random samplings of tasty food. Then it was off to Hot Imports night where all the local punks show off their tripped out cars. There were a handful of BMW’s there, but nobody had done anything too special to them. Most of them just had a new air intake, clear side turn lamps, and some interior trim work. Unfortunately, I didn’t learn anything more than I already knew. I must hit the sack for now, though. My feet are absolutely killing me.