And that's the only kind of ice cream truck I roll with...

Jess, you were right. The public did in fact demand an update. Life moves fast here in the big city and it gets really busy. These pictures are from additional adventures downtown with fellow transfer students and to the outlet mall with my new friend Jorge*. In the coming days, I will make two trips to New York (the REAL big city) and hopefully will have much to report. Ma, I promise the suit is not plain black.

*I have renamed Jorge to protect him from you freaks.

My new suit for interviews. It's hard to tell, but it's not actually a black suit. 

Still hard to see - but it's a grey and black pattern. A pattern, Ma. 

I tried to get tour. I told them I did research on carbon and carbon related interests over the summer. They called security. 

Too bad it's the seat of a worldwide push of hypocrisy and filthy, filthy lies. Oh, I mean, pretty church. 

Big buildings. 

By crossing this bridge, you enter into a sore of Chicago that few can survive: the Magnificent Mile. 

It's a truck. No, it's a billboard. No... 

Any comments on the constitutionality of this sign? Any James Tsai's out there have some policy arguments? 

The flags signal the begining of the Magnificent Mile and lure the hordes to their credit-related destruction. 

The police boat helps keep the river clear of the dangerous Chi-Town Row Boat Gang. 

I mean, its probably true, but still... 

Twelve newspapers, ten of them gossip papers (11 if you count the WSJ). 

The hordes demand brand names! They demand it! 

American consumerism at it finest. Literally over a mile of over-priced crap. 

People out here are really all about saving the earth. This sprinkler was great - you can limit its rotation so that it doesn't water the sidewalk. 

Problem with becoming an attorney: what the hell did they mean by this? Are there any customary usages in the bridge building industry to imply what the parties meant? Will I ever be interesting to a non-lawyer again? 

Look! Art! 

We ventured to the downtown area to see a movie. View from the parking structure during the day. 

View from the parking structure at night. 

Meet Jorge, a fellow transfer student. I was originally going to name him George, but it turns out there is actually a transfer student named George (and he is not 65). Jorge is sad that parking is so expensive in the city. 

Jorge begins to compeletly lose it over the parking prices. We nearly miss the movie. 

Pictures are crap this round, but this building is crooked. On purpose..; 

When I think of eyelid surgery, I totally think of puppies too. (As your attorney, I advise you to never get eyelid surgery.) 

Extra long table at dinner. 

Look at the nasty people put their feet in the dirty stream of water. No wonder we are all going to die of some communicable disease.