i'm an idiot. i think, on the way down from observing the amazing view from the hancock tower this morning, my family and i rode in the elevator with eric zorn. who is eric zorn, you may ask? only my FAVORITE JOURNALIST BLOGGER EVER. he's a columnist/blogger for the chicago tribune, and he's excellent. he covered the ryan trial and recent local elections like no one else's business, but he also uses his blog for silly, fun, bloggy stuff.

i didn't recognize him - he was outfiitted in cubs gear, with a similarly-styled young daughter, and he was very talkative, but pleasantly so, on the 96-story ride down. at one point on the elevator, the sign, for whatever reason, reads "EZ," and his daughter said, "look, dad! your initials!" a small lightbulb went off at that point, but i really didn't think too much of it. but a google image search seems to confirm my suspicions, i believe. ah well. two ships passing in the night, or the elevator, or something along those lines.

wow. i have been a bad, bad blogger lately (though tommy's been a mad blogging machine lately, hasn't he?) i have my excuses though: parents and little sister in town for the past few days; work; and, uh, more work. i think as the quarter gets into a better rhythm, i'll have more of the delicious blogging time. that said, here's a few thoughts, bullet-style: