April 14, 2005
Along the way, I passed by Crazyhorse. Now that the weather’s so nice, I really need to come out here some late afternoon, grab a table with some friends, get some drinks and just people watch. It’d be nice to talk the afternoon into dusk, I think. It’s getting to be that time. Passing by,…
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April 14, 2005
I’ve passed this lock I don’t know how many times. It’s on North Avenue, right next to a salon called Trio and the Bank One. I’ve debated taking a picture of it numerous times, but the light never seemed quite right (most mornings, there wasn’t enough light; most evenings, it was usually too dark). But…
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April 14, 2005
From: AndyTo: FelixSubject: Yo What’s your address, got a DVD I think you might be interested in. —–——–
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April 13, 2005
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April 12, 2005
This is something I’ve been meaning to post on here for a while now. This is a site that we launched recently at work: Who’s Next Online. Basically, this site gives you the ability to listen to mp3 files that other people have posted, of their own music. It’s a hiphop focused site, and anyone…
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April 12, 2005
From: WillTo: FelixSubject: The West Wing If unnatural love for the West Wing is wrong, then I don’t wanna be right! —–——–
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April 11, 2005
Post-movie, we all went our separate ways. Chris and his roomies all headed home; me, Justin, Stu and Ben all stopped by Danny’s for a quick drink. After hanging there a bit, we meandered over to Lava Lounge, and had a few more. This is totally weird, but… of particular note was this amazingly candid,…
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April 11, 2005
Ok. Holy shit – go see Kung Fu Hustle. I guarantee that you’ve seen nothing like it. Hysterically funny in a whole different way that you’re probably not used to. If I had to categorize it, I’d say it’s a slapstick Chinese comedy, with a hell of a lot of action thrown in. I haven’t…
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April 11, 2005
Can’t. Stop. Watching. West. Wing. In about 30 more minutes, this will cease to be some kind of “quirky” affinity for a television show, and start to take on a problem that may actually require intervention by friends and loved ones. I think I’ve watched 3 episodes, straight through. Gonna see if I can get…
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April 10, 2005
I walked up Damen and stopped in to Filter to grab a cup of coffee. There, at the trisection, I came across two guys working an incredibly ancient camera on a tripod. I got talking with them, and learned that the camera they’re using is a really old WWII camera (that uses 16mm film). On…
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April 10, 2005
Chris and I said our goodbyes, and headed out towards Elston. Outside the gallery, I caught the eye of this cute girl who was inside and… I really should have said something, in retrospect. I didn’t really have anything more elegant than “wow you’re really pretty” in my head, so I just kept walking. This…
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April 10, 2005
Foundation Gallery, entrance. A few materials by the front door. It was kind of cool to notice that Bail magazine was here, as was a You Are / I Am book. I’t’s kind of nice – and makes me me feel like I’m hanging around the right group of people, and everyone’s plugged into the…
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April 10, 2005
I got an email from my friend Matt today, letting me know about a show of his at Foundation Gallery. Turns out that today was the last day, and when I mentioned this to Chris, he seemed interested in going with. My intent was to just hoof it down there, and walk down Milwaukee Ave….
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April 9, 2005
Headed out to Clubfoot with Justin tonight. I should have known by my initial reactions on walking into the place that it wasn’t going to be that great (or long) of an evening. I barely sipped my drink, and after an hour or two, I started to get fidgety. I think I have a mild…
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April 9, 2005
I bought Season 4 of The West Wing today. It’s like I now have my own vial of crack around the house. I’m still amazed that, as popular as this show is, it’s only got the crappiest of websites. For people like me (who don’t really watch all that much television), I’d actually visit more…
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