This past weekend I flew to Chicago for M's wedding.  It was a really fun weekend; mainly just bumming around Chicago with D. and his brother, eating giant pastrami and brisket sandwiches.  The only stroke of bad luck came when we didn't make it to Hot Doug's before closing in order to sample their foie gras hot dogs.  Something to look forward to for next time I suppose.  The wedding was beautiful, and the reception was a lot of fun.  It was nice to get a bit of a sense of the varieties that weddings come in; events with my family tend to be huge, loud, and always include the chicken dance.  Getting back to Denver was a bit brutal; my flight left Midway at 6am.  I'll try not to make that mistake again.