Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Lexy's Birthday!

11.11.11 - Pretty soon you're going to think that I only shoot birthday parties. This was special though. A Freep reunion of sorts in Pilsen. Lexy invited us to the Skylark, a spectacular dive bar with great food (or heaven as I like to call it). The key though was that it had a photo booth (or at least it did until it broke while we were using it) and we were supposed to give her photo booth photos as presents. That didn't quite work out, but we still had fun hanging out.

-Will

Jenny's Birthday

11.06.11 - Chicago, Illinois - First night in town and I'm invited to a birthday party! I know, I know. I'm extremely popular. Ok, so maybe this was in the works for a while, but still. A good time.

Jenny invited us to her birthday party at The Flower Flat in Lakeview. Dinner was great, highlighted by a pear tart and merlot-chocolate chip ice cream. We mixed and mingled.

-Will


Just. So. Symbolic.
Jenny, Carla and their group performed a couple of songs after dinner.


The birthday girl.
Kira.

Moving on up (to the North Side)

11.05.11 - Somewhere, USA - Well we packed up and moved out of the house in Fayetteville taking the better part of the upstairs with us. I followed my dad (seen below driving the Budget truck) all the way up to Chicago from Atlanta and grabbed some shots along the way. We drove through Tennessee and part of the Smokey Mountains or at least some lovely foliage. We crashed in Horse Cave, Kentucky for the night which is in the Central Time Zone. We woke up to frozen windshields and cruised up through Louisville and Indiana (in the Eastern Time Zone, interestingly enough) and landed in Chicago around 3.

Overall roadtrip rating (on a scale of 1 to 10) - 6.9

-Will

P.S. - Don't worry; the car was on autopilot when I was shooting.


Winston was not helping.
North Georgia.
Tennessee.
Outside Nashville at dusk.
Entering Kentucky.
Horse Cave, Kentucky.
Icy morning for the Escape.
Alighting into the morning sunshine.
Crossing a bridge in Louisville.
Entering Indiana.
Indiana.
First sign of Chicago.
Just past 95th street on I-90.

Halloween

10.29.11 - Atlanta, Georgia - Readers meet Drunken Debauchery, adult Halloween's favorite bedfellow. It's cousin, Spectacularly Irreverent also made an appearance (see: dead Quaddafi costumes that beg equal parts applause and the question, "too soon?").

Anyway, I went out to shoot a Halloween party for Spiral Entertainment at the Park Tavern just east of Midtown. The building quickly filled up, packed with people competing for the $1000 top costume prize. The music was hoping and the booz was flowing.

Below are the highlights.

-Will



Dancing sumo.
Peeping Tom and James Van der Beek?
I believe my exact words were, "Bite her! It'll be great!"
Yep.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Chicago

10.25.11 - Chicago, Illinois - If you haven't heard it yet, Eunice and I are moving to Chicago. We went up apartment hunting last week and even managed to see a few sights (read: Millennium Park, the Marilyn Monroe Statue and the John Hancock Tower). We had a couple of great meals in Logan Square at Lula Cafe and Longman and Eagle.

We'll be moving up in a few days, so more on that as it develops.

-Will

That beany thing in Millennium Park.
Antique shop in Andersonville.
Dad at Longman and Eagle. I had the chicken and waffles.
Careful out there kids.
Thought this was a better view. Haha.
A bit o' Lake Michigan.
L stop in Logan Square.
Dog in Andersonville.
Coming out of the L downtown.

Savannah

10.17.11 - Savannah, Georgia - We rode down to Savannah for a weekend of merriment along the river. It's always one of my favorite places because of the historic homes, art scene, good food and incredible walkability. We spent most of the weekend strolling around town and popping into very cool shops like the Savannah Bee Company. On Sunday we watched football with Leah and Seth (die hard Bills fans) and chowed down on some turkey burgers.

-Will

Girl Scouts on a break outside the Juliette Gordon Lowe house.
Nighttime along Drayton. PBR sign belongs to the infamous Pinkie Masters.

Marty, guard dog extraordinaire.