I had a very strange day yesterday.
I went out shopping with some friends. When I got downtown to Michigan Avenue, I discovered a ruined cityscape littered with the burnt-out husks of cars, chunks of concrete fallen from smashed buildings, and an overturned bus. Then I ran into a bloodied and battered Sam Witwicky.
And that's seriously how I learned they were filming the third Transformers movie in Chicago. While I was trying to escape the crowd and get out of the way of a crazed woman who was ready to knock me over on her way to Shia, The Beef himself stopped in front of me, held out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you."
It was all rather surreal. And fun. And topped off by a lovely classical (free!) concert in Millenium Park. Good times.
And that's seriously how I learned they were filming the third Transformers movie in Chicago. While I was trying to escape the crowd and get out of the way of a crazed woman who was ready to knock me over on her way to Shia, The Beef himself stopped in front of me, held out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you."
It was all rather surreal. And fun. And topped off by a lovely classical (free!) concert in Millenium Park. Good times.