Archive for September, 2005

Jumping into the Chicago River

During the Call for Requests over at the Daily Apple, Chris submitted a question about whether or not he’d get sick (and/or fined) if he jumped into the Chicago River. Swing on over and check out the incredibly detailed response!

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Renegade Craft Fair

Entrance, Wicker Park. Near the front of the fair, there were a lot more booths offering up veggies and fresh fruit. The Bird Machine. The entire area was pretty darn muddy. This, actually, is a fairly nice patch of walkway. An hour after this photo was taken, we were hit with a few strong showers, and walking from booth to…

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Hot Dog Eating Contest, New York, 1997

by Felix Jung How all-American, this eating just for thrill, a feast with no occasion. Any sort of open space we see becomes a place that must be filled. On vision quests, the seeker goes for days without, receiving dreams instead. In darkened movie halls, the screen is always blank at first, and at the end. When cartoon lollipops and…

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Kent and Christine Visit

Kent and Christine are in town this weekend (for Renegade), and a bunch of folks were meeting up for dinner tonight. I showed up a bit early at Papajin, and was told that the reservations were for 9PM. So… I walked down the street to Filter where I grabbed a cup of coffee, and just hung out. I sat near…

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A Note on Homonyms and the Difference Between Possessive and Plural; Or, How the Universe Portions Out Karmic Justice for All the Shit I Did as a Teenager

This morning, I walked over to my car and found this. My car, it seems, draws this sort of bad luck. If nothing else, I hope to get a grammar lesson out of this. So here goes. Hoe is a gardening tool. Ho is a derogetory variation of the word “whore.” The term “Hoes” suggests more than one hoe. The…

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Peanut Butter Jelly Time, Version 2.0

Or, as I dubbed it: The Second Annual Experimental Peanut Butter Jelly Feastravaganza! If you’d like the backstory on what in the heck this is all about, go check out the first ever Peanut Butter Jelly Time. A ton of peanut butter, jelly, bread, and toppings galore. We made a run for milk around noon, and picked up some extra…

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For the record

I read War and Peace. In high school. Mostly while drinking coffee at a local Waffle House. Just so that I could say I had read it. I remember little from the book. There was a lot of fighting. And then, there wasn’t.

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Wasted Books?

From: JulietTo: FelixSubj: Wasted Books? Felix, That thing about the books at Monk’s being wasted might not be accurate. Half Price Books has this program called “Books By the yard” in which stores hang onto books that people bring in to sell but which we can’t pay money for because no one else would in turn buy them from us….

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motherfuckingcuntpussylickingtitfuckbitchface

I couldn’t help but post this again. It was, dare I say it… a moral imperative. In an odd way, this particular ad speaks to my deep interest in repetition and variation. After a while, it’s less about the cursing and more about what the words (and even the way the words are spoken) say about the speaker. Granted, all…

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the physiology of cursing

Other investigators have examined the physiology of cursing, how our senses and reflexes react to the sound or sight of an obscene word. They have determined that hearing a curse elicits a literal rise out of people. When electrodermal wires are placed on people’s arms and fingertips to study their skin conductance patterns and the subjects then hear a few…

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