Stu just left a message a bit ago, saying that he was having a party tomorrow night. Apparently, folks are gathering at Cafe Iberico at 6:30, and then heading over to his place. He may not make it to dinner, but he’ll be waiting for everyone at his place. Cafe Iberico! Jebus – I love…
It’s gotten pretty slow and sluggish around the office this week. Everyone seems to be able to feel the holildays approaching, and the hallways have filled with molasses. I played Mike in a game of chess (good game), and the hours just ticked by. Jacqui, a old friend from my high school days (she was…
by Maxine Kumin It is done by us all, as God disposes, fromthe least cast of worm to what must have beenin the case of the brontosaur, say, spoorof considerable heft, something awesome. We eat, we evacuate, survivors that we are.I think these things each morning with shoveland rake, drawing the risen brown bunstoward me,…
I’ve been flipping through the Poulin Anthology of Contemporary American Poetry, and settled into one of my favorites from Maxine Kumin. I’m not sure why I’m in this mode, but I feel like sharing this poem. Even though it’s not necessarily my place to share it. The poem itself is a bit silly, which seems…
I’m listening to a copy of "These Days" by Nico, a song that Mr. Grumpy sent to me a long while back. Getting wistful – not in a sad way, but in more of a mellow, nostalgic sort of way. I remember the two of us talking about Nico’s voice, and how we were both…
Instead of my usual post-work Bass beers, I decided to stop at Filter and grab a large, triple-shot mocha. :) This week, I’ve felt pretty tired after I got home, listless and unmotivated. Which is unfortunate, since I get all these fun ideas during the day – experiments, variations, Flash-based stuff. But I spend a…
Today, Ben and I went to lunch at Goodwyn’s, a small sandwich shop just up the street. It was drizzling a bit, but I saw some construction worker plugged into a fire hydrant, doing… something. I ended up stopping and trying to grab a pic. I think it turned out rather well.
Sorry – I’ve lost a lot of steam in the last half of the day. There was a mention of the Pogues’ Fairytale of New York earlier in the day, and that’s gotten me a bit down. Not that the lyrics are all that terribly sad (in fact, there’s a refrain that just cracks my…
Today, I ended up working through the day, straight. Didn’t get a chance to take a lunch, and decided I was going to leave a little bit early. Work is really good about schedules – if anyone needs to leave early, reason or not, they just go. Everyone trusts everyone to put in their time….
I think I set some kind of record today. Look at all those cross-referenced links! :proud:
Back when I was a grad student, I had this nasty habit of staying up super late and falling asleep on the couch, with the television on. Oftentimes, I’d wake at 3 AM, only to find some fascinating documentary on PBS playing that would then keep me awake until it ended. One night, though, I…
Justin wrote me earlier tonight, as I was looking up links for The Private Life of Plants. He was asking if anyone was interested in going to see Redmoon Theater’s Winter Pageant on December 29th. He’s also going to go see The Apartment at the Gene Siskel Film Center afterwards. I think I’d be interested…
As I was walking home on the bridge across the Chicago River, I stopped about halfway. Turned around, dug in my pockets and gave the $2 to the homeless guy who’s always sitting on a crate, begging for change. I used to say that I’d give change to anyone who asked, as long as I…
At the end of the workday, Matt and I talked again about his Venus flytraps. I brought up a documentary that I saw a few years ago, when I was in Columbus. It was by Sir David Attenborough, and called The Private Life of Plants. Some amazing forms of plant life on that documentary (not…