Family
I am pure evil.
Everyone should eat Bertha's mussels!
Of all the relationships in my life, I have been most grateful for my family's.  My parents, Robert and Pamela, have always supported me in everything I've attempted, and the AIDSRide is no exception. 
The P's and me at the best coffeehouse ever, Intelligentsia, in the middle of the best neighborhood ever, Lakeview, on the North Side of the best city ever, Chicago.  Intelligentsia delivers on their website , I highly recommend all coffee snobs try their roasts.
A special Christmas treat was seeing my Aunt April and cousin Nicholas for the holidays.  Here's Nick bundled up, taking part in a long-standing Chicago tradition, going to see the window displays at Marshall Field's on State Street.  They had a great Harry Potter series.
Mom and dad enjoying Dupont Circle.
Dad on Charles Street.
My cat, Abercrombie.  No, there is no Kent or Fitch.  I picked up the little demon while I was writing my thesis in the summer of 1996.  I didn't realize he'd shed three pounds of hair every week.  Otherwise Abbie's a great companion.  He plays fetch!
You've probably seen those green bumper stickers that say "Eat Bertha's Mussels."  Well, here is Bertha's--in Fells Point (Homicide fans know this Baltimore neighborhood well).  Mom and dad thought Bertha's was pretty cool.
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