Here is yet another example of why I love my friends, and Justin in particular. He had come across an essay he really dug, and decided to photocopy it and pass it around to all of us at work. I count myself extremely fortunate to have friends who wish to share essays with me. I also count myself extremely fortunate…
Had my annual review at work today. Still not sure what to make of things, and I plan on reassessing everything in greater detail this weekend. Right now, I feel placated by how things went. Satisfied is close, but a touch strong. I think I really need to step back, to re-evaluate what truly makes me happy. I need to…
Waiting around for the Blue Line, I leaned over the railing above Damen and snapped this:
Here’s another reason why I’m so terribly happy Dave is my friend. After the movie ended and the credits were rolling, I reached into my camera bag and got out my notebook. During the movie, I got a few poem ideas I wanted to kick around and so wanted to commit them to paper before I forgot them. I looked…
Justin’s comment: He’s like the Grizzly Adams of the future!
I lucked into this movie, going into it on the recommendation of a friend of a friend of a friend. I heard about Sans Soleil from Justin, who had heard about it from from Dave, who had heard about it from Jim, his friend who works at the Siskel Theater. None of us had any sort of description to go…
Check your camera. Test to see if it’s the cold that’s causing it to be unresponsive, or if it’s wear and tear or what. Luckily, I bought something like a four year warranty thing when I got it, so I should still be covered. Worse comes to worse, I can always take it in and get it replaced.
Happy Chinese New Year. Especially all you cheeky little monkeys.
Today was the kind of cold Chicago day your mother warned you about. I woke up and shivered around the apartment a bit. After doing a quick spot-check of the windows (which seem to be holding up ok), I found that the door in the living room was leaking cold. I’m talking a stream of cold air like a hose….
On Tuesday, I bought an assload of stamps. These are for the envelopes I purchased, which will ultimately be for the poems I send off to magazines. So far, I’ve done everything except actually decide where I want to send off to, and which poems I want to send. Shaddup. It’s a work in progress.
Technically, the lesson I should derive from the whole car debacle is: Don’t Try Anything New. Deep down, I know this isn’t true… but it’s hard to avoid the message. Because I deviated from what I’m used to doing, I got the smack down. And this was no ordinary smack down. Including the actual parking ticket itself, all told it…
After I got my car back, I drove to the mud lot and walked to work. I crossed over the Chicago River, and as I leaned over I noticed this flurry of activity. I lingered, leaning over the railing and, within 30 seconds… the number of ducks doubled. Most mornings, they’re off swimming around or sunning themselves. But today, since…
So I got my car back. $170 for towing/storage. And as I walked to get my car from the lot, I noticed there was a ticket on the windshield. So now, in addition to the $170 towing fee I just paid… I now have to mail in $30 for the ticket itself. This is taken about 15 feet past the…
It is illegal to park under any viaducts in Chicago. This was news to me but, seeing how I shelled out a bunch of money to the city… I figured I’d share this tidbit with you. After tracking down my missing car yesterday, I showed up at Central Pound this morning to pick up my vehicle. I had all the…
I’ve been adding some more insulation to the windows. Seems to be doing fuck all, but now there’s a thin layer of transparent plastic between my comfort and the artic chill. Ha ha! *puts hands on hips* Take that, cold air mass! You’re no match for my taped up Saran Wrap!