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Sorry
for the late updates. Haven't done much today other than putz around the
apartment, but I'm heading out for a bit this evening. Kent and Christine
are throwing a farewell party for Rena... and that starts in about an
hour.
Perhaps
a shower is in order. :|
I've
got some images from last night to post, but just haven't gotten around
to it yet. Depending on when I get back, I may have a bit more for you
to look over. The time indicated on the invitation was "From 9:00
PM until Rena passes out." :)
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We
may have met at one of Justin's birthday parties a
year or so ago, but I first recall talking to Rena at Kent
and Christine's wedding. At the actual ceremony, we both noticed we
had the exact same camera, which was pretty neat. I got to hang out with
her a bit, when a bunch of us played
Grand Theft Auto. But the next time we met, it was her farewell party.
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Rena,
showing off the celebratory fireworks she received as a going-away
gift from Rob and Gretchen.
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Dave
and Kent help get things fired up.
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Great
shot of Rob and Gretchen, watching their fireworks getting set off.
Thanks to Rob, I'm going to start to have this association between
Kent's lawn and bottle rockets.
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I like
this shot a lot. :)
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Rena
lights off the last two.
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I snapped
a quick photo of the kitchen. There were a ton of candles everywhere,
and the kitchen was dark and comfortable and inviting.
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The
troops gather. For some reason, there was mention of hitting the
train tracks. Next thing you know, everyone's waiting onthe yard,
we have a big bottle of wine, and Kent has a stepladder.
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Alley-oop!
Dave missed out on this last time, when
Kent, Rob and I explored the tracks together. So I'm happy I
got a shot of him, climbing up.
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Rena
gets a boost from Stu.
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An
old Air-Jordan shoe, in remarkably good condition. In retrospect,
I'm not even sure why I took this picture. Boy, if I had a nickel
for every time...
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Up
on the tracks. Despite the heavy foliage, there was a bit of a path,
and it seemed to be well-worn.
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Everyone
stopped somewhere between Damen and Milwaukee, but a few of us (me,
Kent, Dave and Stu) wanted to explore a bit further. We found ourselves
near Milwaukee, and fairly close to the El. We bandied around a
bit, but headed back as Rena was feeling pretty tired.
At
this point, Stu decides he's going to take off, and departs on his
own. He hops a fence, zig-zags down the side, and heads off down
Milwaukee.
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Stop
this crazy thing, I want off!
This
is near Damen, where the tracks near a yard, and some stairs ease
our passage to street level. It's a hell of a lot easier getting
down than it is getting up.
I end
up saying goodbye to everyone, as I'm pretty hungry at this point.
Kent decides to go with me, and we head over to Bar Louie for a
late snack. Nothing tastes quite as good as cheeseburgers at 2 in
the morning.
About
an hour later, Kent and I shake hands at Wabansia and Wolcott and
call it a night.
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