My 1,000 mph life hit a small roadblock in the form of an ear infection that gave me a case of vertigo that dropped me like a Southern belle with the vapors last week. I'm so far behind on my blogging that I no longer know what happened when but I'll plop it all down here and let you sort it out.
I got a mysterious email message from an address I didn't recognize one day. It said only, "Tardis at Westfield Comics." Nothing else. Now when one receives such a message, it can only mean one thing...THE FINORKIN TARDIS IS DOWN AT WESTFIELD COMICS!!!! Sure enough, The Doctor had parked her right out front! I went for a spin. 1934 was lovely.
My twin sister, Mary had sent the mysterious message. She took a spin too!
We went to Navy Pier and walked the entire length. What a cool place-especially the stained glass and mosaic museum.
This guy is sitting in the lobby outside the store. Love the bird poop on his shoulder...just like a real statue.
What have you been doing?