. . . so, self-pitying wretch that I am, it's been
Ich bin der Welt abhanden gekommen time the last few days. For your edification, here's a portrait of my treatment (my masseuse didn't want to be photographed for some reason; I guess I can see her point), as well as a few extra Christmas shots: the IBM Building and Garage, giant iPod-wielding nutcrackers, and Marina City, the IBM, Trump Tower and the Wrigley Building - for your trouble.
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3 comments:
You're gonna get in trouble...
Of course, I'm sure YOU got permission...or you may be out in the cold!
Ah, Dr. Ben and Dr. Jerry - they have the best treatments for colds. But what about Dr. Seagram and Dr. Glenlivet? Or Dr. Captain Morgan?
Feel better soon!
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