So I was in Chicago last week for Printer's Row, the annual (and wonderful) book festival held in -- you guessed it -- Printer's Row, a neighborhood south of downtown once home to the city's publishing industry.
Though the logic now escapes me, I left my laptop at home and shot pix only with my iPhome. I mean, iPhoke. Damnit, it's iPhone. I can't make peace with that silly keyboard.
And the next day the festival got into gear:
As regular visitors to this blog already know, I'm a failure as a paparazzo so though I interviewed Justin Cronin, literary man of the moment, and I did get him to sign the galley of his wonderful book, "The Passage", I couldn't bring myself to get a photo.
I did, however, shoot a few pix of my trip to Wisconsin the next day, and that's where we'll reconvene tomorrow. America's Dairyland. Oh yum.