Damn!

This summer I will attending, for only the second time ever, the Taste of Chicago. The first time was for passes for Elvis Costello. This time around, I'll be seeing none other than Morris Day and the Time. June 29.

This is extra special for me, as an impressionable youth living in St. Paul, I saw Purple Rain who knows how many times. And yes, I did the dance. And yes, with a little practice, I could do it again. No promises, though.