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Seeing as how this is the last day of June, it seems appropriate and necessary to finish the month with a post. Last weekend was SuburbsFest, which took place just north of Rockford, Illinois. For anyone who might be a first-time reader of this blog (yeah, right--who am I kidding?), I have mentioned SuburbsFest in the past, so just check the tags on the right side of this page. This time, I got L. to come with me to the Fest. I was quite surprised that she wanted to come, and in fact had pretty much planned on not coming because it was on her birthday weekend. I assumed the last think she'd want would be to spend a weekend in Rockford, Illinois. It also seemed out of the question for me to come solo. Instead, she actually asked about it a few months ago and I was excited that she actually wanted to see what this thing was about. This year's Fest was probably the most fun I've had, and a lot of it had to do with L. being there. Since all the official Fest activities took pla...

Anytime we--and presumably the rest of the world that is able to take trips or vacation--wake up the morning on which we must check out of and leave a hotel, that morning turns into a logistical puzzle. There is showering, toothbrushing, packing away toiletries, packing suitcase(s), finding breakfast, and getting out of the hotel before the checkout deadline. This is further complicated when one also needs to get to an airport or train station. Thankfully, having merely driven our car the two hours or so to Detroit, this was considerably easier than most of our trips. We decided to make it simple and eat breakfast at Presley's, the restaurant on the lobby level. Despite only one person working the tables when we sat down, it was perfectly fine. Would recommend. Upon checking out and picking up the car from the valet, I drove up Woodward to the Cass Corridor and Third Man Records. (Publishing this now but will return lickity split). (Okay, I'm back--a bit later than expected). W...