The question: “Remember?” is a mystery to me. It’s a reminder, in almost an accusatory way. As though there was some deal or consensus in the past that I’d forgotten about. I may end up posting this on Everyblock, to see if anyone knows what this is all about.
What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
My suspicious nature immediately made me think this was part of some marketing campaign. Anytime someone is hustling a hashtag, that’s my basic assumption. But despite those feelings, the sense that someone shared a message about utopia by taping a piece of paper up… it caught my eye. I think I looked the look of the message, rather than the message itself.
A lovely photo of Liz, with our house in the background. Bit by bit, we’re making things better. I cannot wait until this backyard area is all cleaned up. I’m truly looking forward to inviting folks over to come and hang out. Can’t wait.
A lot of the tables were taken up (blame it on a nice Saturday evening), so Bob and I grabbed some stools at the bar. It’s always neat coming here with Bob, as this was a bar he frequented many years ago, when he was working on the South Side.
The good news: we’re getting some landscapers to come in, and do all the work for us. We priced out a few options, and the one we’re going with is having an outside company come in, clear the yard, and level it for us. After they’re done, we’re going to get a delivery of sod and lay that down ourselves.
Happy to hear that the Muppets are going to be on TV again! This was a really fun trailer to watch, though as someone who grew up watching the Variety-show version (and also Muppets Tonight), I am cautiously excited.
To compound this notion that the tickets were mine: I couldn’t find a trash can anywhere nearby. With all these tickets clutched in my right hand, I was wandering around briefly looking for some place to throw them away. Finding none, I had to keep walking with them, a small bouquet of tickets in my fist. I really must have looked like a crazy person.
After this happens a few times, rabbits will do a kind of “flop” where they fall over onto their sides. It’s a little terrifying the first time you see this, because it looks as though the rabbit has died. But in reality what’s happened is that they’ve just succumbed to their nap in the most dramatic way possible.
Saturday was another big cleaning day for us. Originally, the plan was to tackle the whole first floor last weekend, but we ended up only getting though the kitchen. Today: the remainder of the first floor. Mostly.
On my way in to work this morning, I spotted a fun thing. At Millennium Station near the Randolph/Michigan exit, I spotted two vendors who had set up shop. On the left are some guys selling fresh fruit; on the right, there’s a guy selling Krispy Kreme donuts.
Not sure why fog makes things so interesting. I guess a large part of it is that it prevents you from looking too far away, and forces you to focus on things that are closer and more immediate.