Ahhh had a little hiatus there.

Spent a week in Chicago on business then came home too three sick kids and worked up a good affliction of my own. The last 10 days haven’t been kind.

The kids are on the mend, I am feeling like a human again as opposed to a walking cough syrup bottle (with hydrocodone thank you very much) and I’ve invented a new drink.

First things first, Chicago is in my humble opinion the absolute best place to eat junk food in the western world. World class restaurants if your feeling hoity toity, world class pizza, pasta, dogs and some pretty solid bar-b-que if your not. Chicago isn’t my favorite city, Detroit has that distinction, not because of the chow, because of the totally psychotic character of it’s drivers, it’s like a NASCAR race with half a million competitors, but Chicago is without a doubt my favorite place to eat. Detroit, now Detroit bears mention because of the aforementioned character of it’s drivers, Detroit Michigan has the distinction of being the only place I have ever been passed on an on ramp. An on ramp for cryin out loud, anywhere else in the world you’d be pissed if someone in a SRX blew past you doing 100 mph 3/4ths of the way down the ramp. Anywhere else in the world you’d lea on the horn, give ‘em the finger, and fling obscenities about their mother, their sister and whatever else you could think of, and maybe have a shootout if somebody’s feeling froggy, in Detroit you just kind of get in the spirit of the thing, pump your fist up and down and scream YOU GO!!!! I don’t understand it. It’s amusing though, because Detroit drivers go at it with kind of a reckless abandon, a fender bender during rush hour in lets say, Chicago or Cleveland consists of two cars, some bent sheet metal, some broken glass and plastic and two pissed off drivers each swearing that it’s the other guy’s fault. In motor city it’s a different ballgame. A fender bender during rush hour in Detroit consists of half a dozen cars all mangled beyond identification, half of which are flipped upside down in the median, on fire. But at least you get where you are going in a reasonable amount of time, if you get there at all. Let this serve as a warning to all non-Detroiters out there, drive in Detroit and you better be on your A-game.

Oh yeah, the new drink. I’m calling it the “Screw Collins” it’s pretty simple as mixed drinks go and it has the salubrious effect of getting you drunk quickly and economically. Take a clean 12 ounce tumbler; fill it 1/3 with vodka, 1/3 with orange juice and 1/3 with pink lemonade. It’s sweet but not too sweet like a screwdriver, the pink lemonade makes it tart, and gives it some character. I’m likin’ it, hell I’d have another if I didn’t have to get up early.

Q