After 6 fun-filled years in the Windy City, I’m going back to where it all began.
I’ll be couch surfing in Chicago until the end of September.
Somebody please stop me.
Monthly Archive for August, 2007
Brilliant! The quintessential hot & stupid blonde, Ms. South Carolina is a role model for future trophy wives everywhere in the U.S. like, um… in South Africa and “the Iraq” or everywhere, like, such as.
It continues to terrify me. Only a few years ago, one could have embarrassed oneself on national television & everyone would have forgotten about it after a few days of water cooler banter. Not the case anymore. These moments will forever live in infamy due to dumb blogs like this one. Nowadays if you see a camera lens, you’d better be on your best behavior and armed with logical responses or else your reputation will be tarnished by one seemingly innocent but well-documented misstep. It can only get worse from here.
But this is wonderful:
Yesterday was my 27th birthday. It was very relaxed. After work I went out with a few friends, nothing fancy. I usually don’t like making a big deal out of my own birthday so this was nice.
Really I’m a 7 year old trapped in this aging shell. I feel the same lightness and freedom from responsibility I felt back then. Combine that with a genuine lack of focus and observed childlike behavior and presto: Here I stand before you, a bona fide man-child.
At the age of 27 I have arrived at the conclusion that most of my pursuits are quixotic and will provide no stability in a mental or practical sense. I know, I know. Pretty grown up thoughts, huh? Well, consequently I do not foresee a home/car/vacation purchase in the next few years, nor do I think I will even begin to entertain notions of true love or starting a family. I can’t even commit to the idea of going on a date right now. Oh, but playing on my bicycles and guitars on the other hand… oh, I just love my TOYS!
You’ll have a treasure if you stay there,
More precious far than gold.
For once you have found your way there,
You can never, never grow old.
This is the first LOLcat I’ve made. The beast pictured is Tim’s cat Bootsy. I tagged this with ‘lolcat’ in flickr and it has already received more views (223 in 3 days) than anything else in my collection. This may only be a brief trend in the grand scheme of internet memes, but I think I’ll have to make a few more to drive up page views for the rest of mah photoz in teh flickrz.
- The hammering upstairs vibrating through the walls, floor, my chair, and my skull
- Starbucks coffee & the lackluster “Triple Berry” muffin supporting it in my stomach
Finally, a weekend project gone right. This is our front yard. The giant Elvis used to be our living room rug. It began with Dan and I taking the rug outside for a cleaning. The idea to display it permanently as a tapestry arose from brainstorming the best ways to prop it up. Tim happened to stop by at this critical moment to provide the final boost of encouragement and our crew was thus assembled.
The reception has been pretty wonderful so far. I’ve already seen it generate dozens of smiles on faces of many passers-by. I doubt it will last much longer without being severely vandalized, so this photo serves to immortalize the King in his most pristine state (young & thin) on our lawn.
Even though it wasn’t exactly planned, our tribute also coincides with the 30th anniversary of Presley’s death, making it all the more timely. Gotta love it when the world justifies your sense of humor.
Rep. Patrick McHenry (R - North Carolina) suggests a brilliant plan. Unfortunately his tone is sarcastic & condescending and the plan is actually not his, but “a major component of the Democrats’ energy legislation.” Not that Democrats are always right, but as a cyclist I genuinely believe this is a splendid idea. Promoting the use of bicycles isn’t the sole answer to our “crisis at the pumps,” but on an individual level the benefits are numerous.
I haven’t bought gas in the last 3 years. My health has improved tremendously. I have lost weight while developing my calf & thigh muscles into sculpted works of art. I’m much happier in general and my wallet remains closed as I pedal past the pumps. If you live in a town where cycling is a viable option for commuting, you should take advantage.
In Chicago I can ride from one side of the city to the other in about the same amount of time as a car and I don’t have to spend an additional 20 minutes looking for a parking space nor do I have to pay for a city sticker, registration fees, insurance, traffic tickets, etc. And seriously, I don’t think I need to spell out the advantages cycling holds over using the Chicago Transit Authority.
A mode of transportation that is efficient, cost-effective, better for the environment than an automobile, reduces dependence on oil to some extent and combats America’s obesity problem isn’t absurd and shouldn’t be mocked or treated as an archaic notion. Even though McHenry is only 31, I have come to expect this kind of attitude from conservative, oil-drunk old men who seem content being narrow-minded, petulant and ungraciously stubborn.
Above all, owning and operating a vehicle contributes a considerable amount of stress to one’s life. Simplification, particularly if you’re only transporting yourself, is a good thing. I don’t see what’s wrong with spreading awareness among the populace regarding an inexpensive, healthy and fun way they can improve their own lives. The way I see it: happier people = more pleasant society. Call me naive.
Plus I must say if this catches on (which is not likely) I’d put money on McHenry finally being able to work off that gut by getting a moderate amount of exercise during his daily commute.
Oh, and I love how the graphic he used is not a bicycle but an 1886-model rhombus quadracycle for two.
“Stop driving. Ride a bike.” - Rep. Patrick McHenry