Friday night, late. We’ve been running errands after work downtown, and decided to try out a local place for dinner: Truth Be Told. Turns out, it’s the restaurant at the base of the The Study, a hotel on the University of Chicago campus.
It’s right on the midway, a place I’ve circled an awful lot last year… but I never ran down this side of the Midway. And I never noticed this hotel before. So I got to see it tonight.
Each person can choose to answer however they like – they can sing a song, do an interpretive dance, recite a poem. Anything goes, but the only rule is that their answer must be 2 minutes or less.
I’ve had the good fortune to attend a lot of these events, and the even greater fortune to participate in a lot of them as well. It’s a fun time, and there’s always a lot of laughter and delight, with all the different approaches taken.
House night again! We’re very close to finishing up the front office – one last bit of flooring, and the remainder is getting some insulation in the joists… and a vapor barrier.
A little uncharacteristic of him – Hugo, hanging out inside the tunnel. He’s been a little low energy, since Daisy’s passing.
Normally, when we let the bunnies out in the evening, we extend the pen so that it opens into the main room… but prevent access to the living room or the dining room. Tonight, Liz decided to give Hugo access to the living room.
House night tonight – Liz was working on demo-ing the remaining floorboards in the hallway, while I was working on getting up insulation in the office walls.
Yesterday after work, Liz and I went over for an appointment at Animal Care League (where Liz Rench works as a staff member).
A difficult day today, at work. While we were told that there would be restructuring and the potential for layoffs… I don’t think anyone anticipated the depth and degree of what happened today.
Yesterday (Thursday), we received an email telling folks to work from home – and that all our offices would be closed. Today, over the course of the morning, meetings were held with people who were informed they were let go.
Spotted this bumper sticker, after parking my car. I love how unassuming and subdued this bumper sticker is. I’m used to bumper stickers being these big, bold, declarative statements – a shouting of text, announcing a particular morality or point of view onto anyone who passes by.
We’ve brought out the maze most evenings, when we open up Hugo’s area. And tonight was the first time we saw him exploring a bit more – rooting around (without hidden treats inside).
“so when i walk down the street, i hold hands
with the wind. there’s a chimney coughing
up ahead & a sky so honey, i could almost taste it.”
Today felt like a reminder of all the wrong ways to approach running. It wasn’t pleasant. I viewed it as an outcome-based task. And the whole run felt confrontational.
This random video showed up in my YouTube feed… and I got sucked in. It’s by The View From the Clouds, and is a lovely video talking about the history of this 400 year old invention… and how to recreated it today.
Liz was gifted an old ironing board (it was in Najwa and Joe’s condo, and was something they were removing prior to their renovations). We’ve had it at our place for a while, and were finally in a place to install it this weekend.
Realized today that there is some mysterious hybrid 23rd/24th floor at the Mart. Feels like a secret thing, but then again… how secret can it possibly be, if anyone on the elevator can just push a button?
Also remembered that I snuck up to the top of this building nearly 20 years ago. I wonder if Floor 23/24 is for access to the roof?