a wicked good line

i'm in chicago with esperanza for a father-daughter weekend. we shopped (well, pretty much just looked) on michigan avenue, ate a fine pie at gino's east, and saw wicked tonight.

the show was great, with lots of strong female characters. the dudes were a bit less interesting, aside from the professor/goat at left.

we slept well last night, though my snoring was a topic of some conversation in the morning. esperanza says she's resigned to inheriting it someday, along with my, quote, "lack of rhythm and fear of mayonnaise." the kid's got me sussed...