Archive for June, 2004

An Evening of Sleep

I spent the entire evening on the couch. I had intentions of getting stuff done for work, but ended up watching a lot of West Wing and sleeping, off and on. Lately, I’ve felt more introverted than I have in a really long time. At day’s end, I want nothing more than to get back to my apartment as quickly…

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Where They End Up

Saw a balloon, floating on the Chicago river, as I was walking home. I guess this is one possible destination of where all those balloons go when you let them go. Whenever I chance to see a balloon just floating along in the sky, I always wonder whether someone let it go accidentally, or on purpose. Now I’m wondering when…

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Writing

by William Allingham A man who keeps a diary, paysDue toll to many tedious days;But life becomes eventful—thenHis busy hand forgets the pen.Most books, indeed, are records lessOf fulness than of emptiness.

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One Neighbor, Nine Cats, and a Promise

Walking to get some beer, I came across a woman leaning against her fence and about three cats lying around on the sidewalk, immediately in front of her. I stopped to pet one of them, and joked about it being a cat party. The two of us fell to talking, and that’s how I got to meet Corrie (I hope…

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Alex and Linda Visit

Alex and Linda were visiting this weekend, and a bunch of us got together to have a late brunch at Hilary’s Urban Eatery (HUE), a nice little place on Division, just east of Ashland. En route, I found this. It’s really nice to see the graffiti kids encouraging literacy. Hilary’s. This was the first time I’d been here – the…

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Múm

Chris and I headed to the Logan Square Auditorium to see Múm tonight. All ages, but despite that the place didn’t feel too terribly crowded (though we were close to the front and it got a bit tight). As more people filed in waited for things to start, I noticed a big stack to the left of the stage. I…

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The Diameter of the Bomb

by Yehuda Amichai The diameter of the bomb was thirty centimetersand the diameter of its effective range about seven meters,with four dead and eleven wounded.And around these, in a larger circleof pain and time, two hospitals are scatteredand one graveyard. But the young womanwho was buried in the city she came from,at a distance of more than a hundred kilometers,enlarges…

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Fahrenheit 9/11

Good film. I’m not particularly taken by some of Moore’s (IMO) cheap jabs at Bush, but a compelling film nonetheless. For me, Bush screws himself worse than Moore ever really could. There are some video clips that, really, are jaw-droppingly beyond belief. Chris, Will and I ended up catching it tonight, and stopped over at Pontiac for a drink afterwards,…

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Elektronik – Supersonik

Hey baby, wake up from your a-sleep.We have arrived onto the futureand the whole world has become…Electronic. Supersonic.Supersonic. Electronic. Hey baby, ride me away.We doesn’t have much time.My blue jeans is tight,so onto my love rocket climb. Inside tank of fuelis not fuelbut love.Above us there is nothing above,but the stars,above.

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