I saw this Onion article on Friday, and also got an e-mail from Dustin about it yesterday. I’m glad he reminded me, as I forgot to post this link here. This is something all fans of David Foster Wallace should appreciate. And if you don’t know his work, check out A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll…
I just saw that Donnie Darko was showing there earlier this month! DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT!
Justin mentioned a documentary he was going to see, and I decided I wanted to go. A few of us are going to meet in about two hours to go to the Gene Siskel Film Center. There’s a documentary showing there about Nick Drake that’s called A Skin Too Few. I don’t know much about…
I went back to Filter today, had some coffee there and tried to write a bit more. Nothing productive unfortunately. I tried reading a bit of Weldon Kees. I know some folks who like him a lot, but I had tremendous difficulty getting into his work. I keep meaning to try more, but after a…
Holy crap! I woke up early this morning, and slapped on my sneakers and went for a brief jog around the neighborhood. I wasn’t really prepared for the cold, so that cut the run short (I was shivering the whole time). I’m far from being in shape, but getting started running is the hardest part….
Man oh man. There are several small things that really make you happy to be alive. Personally, the smell of onions sizzling away in a small splash of butter is one of those things.
On March 9, I turn 29. This thought struck me the other day, and I’m feeling old. One year shy of the big three oh. All the guys I used to live with in undergrad are married now. I know many folks younger than me who are married, have children or are thinking about children,…
Sit down at the computer. Refresh twelvestone. Try to write a poem. Get Up. Walk to the television. Watch television, but remain standing. Get bored. Flip through the channels, still standing up this whole time. Return to the original movie that was on when entering the living room. Walk back to computer. Read over what…
Sorry man. No poem tonight. That’s two I owe now.
Haven’t really been in a blog mood lately. After work last night, I was talking with Justin and had planned for a movie/video game night at my house. Which is rare, because I haven’t really had people over to my place in… well, ever. I’ve never been one to really throw parties or events at…
Sorry. Just don’t feeling like posting anything tonight.
This morning, I woke up at 6:00 AM. I mean, right on the dot 6:00 AM. As I was falling back asleep, the phone rang. Worried, I jumped out of bed and grabbed it on the third ring. This is what I love about living in Chicago. Every once in a while, I have to…
Going through a fit of shameful cleaning, trying to hide how truly messy I am. My sister is visiting tomorrow with her boyfriend Shane, and they’re staying the night. They’re stopping in to Chicago for a Phish concert, and I offered to watch after their dog, Pele, for the night. I’d take some pictures of…
This morning, when the alarm went off at 7, I kept thinking the whole clock was the interface to WS_FTP. I swear, everytime I hit the snooze button, I thought I was transferring files. Hm… this should probably scare me, right?
Yeah, I know. I should probably go to sleep now.