Beach towns in Michigan, and too many grape vines and wineries to count.  Sand below my feet, and a fresh tattoo to look at.  Cool winds, tall sails, and water as far as I can see.

Off to Detroit with two homeboys.  Iron Maiden and Dream Theater, and a venue that was most excellent.  Good times, great people, and righteous friends.

Saunter over to Chicago.  Now, here is a town I could live in.  Huge buildings, endless shopping, water, beaches, art, museums, music-music-music.  Another night of Iron Maiden and Dream Theater.  Swanky hotel right on the water, and a fistful of cash to burn.

Good times my friend.  Good times.

Normally I would feel guilty about such pleasures.

Not this time.

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