As part of our ongoing redux-a-thon, we now transport you back to the salad day (singular) of September 12, 2008, when we descended upon Chicago. We scored a whole night off there, and Malia used the opportunity to practice her oil-based psych-show in our hotel room ALL . NIGHT . LONG. After all, after gorging on landlocked sushi (a recurring theme), what else are ya gonna do?
This thing, self-explanatory.
And we found this polaroid of Tim at Starbucks. Pictured below, with Popeye.