gaga, sox, and skydivers

poor nate has been working nonstop. our last two weekends have consisted of me playing at the beach and nate working at the office. he deserves a big, big gold star. and a vacation. when he was able to get away for the night, we jumped on the opportunity to go to a white sox game with a friends of ours. on the L, we spotted a girl...in fishnets...with a platinum mane...and a black leather, studded bra...with a body guard...and an entourage...and a photographer nearby.

nate nudged me and we debated if it was really her or not. so i snapped a few photos just in case. but, after reading this article i am pretty sure we rode the train with lady gaga. or a really, really good impersonator. someone yelled out "ARE YOU REALLY LADY GAGA?!" and she just flashed a peace sign and walked off the train.

nate has already emailed people magazine and now we're just waiting to make a killing off my photos and go into early retirement.

and while we're at it, transformers 3 started filming downtown yesterday. i drove by trucks and trucks of costumes, personal chefs, army gear, fake building pieces, and everything else that happens in a movie. then shia labeouf opened his trailer door and winked at me. not really. but this morning, they shot a scene in the little park that our building overlooks. skydivers parachuted from planes into our park. now we have to see the movie, no matter how awful it is.