Pretty boring day today compared to the excitement of the White Sox Victory Parade on Friday. Went down there with my friend Steve from work. It rocked!! I got some awesome pictures!!! I may post a few of them later!
Enjoy!
Monday, October 31, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
This is great!
During the White Sox's championship party in Houston late Wednesday night, Frank Thomas said there's really no reason to debate whether Chicago will evolve from a Cubs Town to a Sox Town.
"Who cares?" Thomas said. "It's a Sox World now."
"Who cares?" Thomas said. "It's a Sox World now."
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Is this heaven?
I found this article quite touching ... especially this part:
If you throw a parade, they will come.
Thousands of them. Or millions maybe. White Sox fans. Cubs fans. (OK, some,
not all.) Chicago fans. South Siders. North Siders. (OK, some, not all.) West
Siders. East Siders. (In other words, from Indiana.) White Sox fans from the
suburbs. Downstate fans. Baseball fans.
Ghosts out of Iowa cornfields. Shoeless Joe. Buck Weaver. Kid Gleason, the
1919 White Sox manager, who was born on an Oct. 26—it was on his 139th birthday
Wednesday that the Sox played for the championship. Maybe he will come.
And how about Charles Comiskey, the original owner, who died on an Oct. 26?
Maybe he could come too.
And how about your late dad, to have a game of catch?
Maybe they all could come.
A few thoughts...
Just a few quick thoughts on last night's World Series victory by the Chicago White Sox ... Just pasting in an email I wrote to a friend this morning describing how I felt ... You know, I'm not sure I know how I feel... or, I DO know how I feel but I'm not sure its possible to put it into words. I'll attempt something later but it definitely will not be a Pulitizer prize winning entry... but anyway... here is what I wrote (the part about me having been a reporter is true even though you might not see such 'quality' here in the blog; this is a way more casual way for me to write):
I AM COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY. I'm not sure I even slept last night!!!! Still it didn't hit me until I read it in the paper this morning. I'm so weird, I think its that teeny tiny little bit of a reporter thats still hanging out in me - don't believe it until you read it! LOL!!! Anyway, so I'm like sitting on the train this morning, both papers with me, going over it word for word. I'm not sure there are many good writers in Chicago - probably not - but I SWEAR every story I read this morning read like it was the best damn story ever written - lump in throat, all teary and shit. I'm so not kidding. I am certain that I looked like an absolute freak! LOL!!
I AM COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY. I'm not sure I even slept last night!!!! Still it didn't hit me until I read it in the paper this morning. I'm so weird, I think its that teeny tiny little bit of a reporter thats still hanging out in me - don't believe it until you read it! LOL!!! Anyway, so I'm like sitting on the train this morning, both papers with me, going over it word for word. I'm not sure there are many good writers in Chicago - probably not - but I SWEAR every story I read this morning read like it was the best damn story ever written - lump in throat, all teary and shit. I'm so not kidding. I am certain that I looked like an absolute freak! LOL!!
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Sigh...
I need to feel better so how about a nice love poem?
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Something to make you smile : )
A rainbow forms over the United terminal at Chicago's O'Hare Airport on Monday, Oct. 24, 2005. (AP Photo/Amy Sancetta)
Monday, October 24, 2005
IT WAS ALL A LIE!!!
I mean ... EWWWW...
There is me and well then ... there is .... EWWWWW....
I'm in the throws of absolute vomit at the moment.
Know how something hits you and leaves just a bad taste in your mouth? Ewww... That is me...
GAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't know if I can even control myself.
There is me and well then ... there is .... EWWWWW....
I'm in the throws of absolute vomit at the moment.
Know how something hits you and leaves just a bad taste in your mouth? Ewww... That is me...
GAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't know if I can even control myself.
Favorite poems...
I have strange taste I poetry I believe... Anyway, here is another new fave ... Speaking of fate ...
You who never arrived
by: Rainer Maria Rilke
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the next
moment. All the immense
images in me- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected
turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods-
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house-, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,-
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled,
gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows?
perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, seperate, in the evening...
You who never arrived
by: Rainer Maria Rilke
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the next
moment. All the immense
images in me- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected
turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods-
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house-, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,-
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled,
gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows?
perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, seperate, in the evening...
Friday, October 21, 2005
Go Sox!!
Not much more I can say other than that. The whole thing still feels surreal ... I'm not sure I can actually believe it. Guess I'll believe it tomorrow when I'm watching the game - unfortunately - at home.
My parents are in town this weekend. Dinner tonight with my sis and her roomie and her roomie's parents. My parents are pretty good friends with them. Then dinner at my place tomorrow and I'm not exactly sure what we're doing during the day. The most important thing will definitely be watching the game!
And, oh yeah, my sis is re-introducing her boyfriend to my parents this weekend. They were just friends when they met him before. It'll be interesting ...
My parents are in town this weekend. Dinner tonight with my sis and her roomie and her roomie's parents. My parents are pretty good friends with them. Then dinner at my place tomorrow and I'm not exactly sure what we're doing during the day. The most important thing will definitely be watching the game!
And, oh yeah, my sis is re-introducing her boyfriend to my parents this weekend. They were just friends when they met him before. It'll be interesting ...
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Jennifer and Vince
http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/story_pages/showbiz/showbiz2.shtml
See the story and pictures above. You know... I think they make a great couple and I'm not even a Jennifer Anistan fan. Yeah, I like Friends, but I always thought she was just annoying. Anyway, good couple, but of course the last time I said someone was a good couple, it ended in disaster - ie, Renee Zellweger and Kenny Chesney. Hmm... Perhaps anyone I want to end in disaster I should just mention that they are a good couple. Something to ponder perhaps... Anyway, all pettiness and silliness aside, I do think Jenn and Vince are a good couple. I like him... he could seriously make my "list" too. (Think there was a Friends episode around that idea too.) I'm sort of weird; I think I have strange taste in guys ... Like... I either like them really skinny or a little on the tubby side. How weird is that? Its like that thing I have for Tony Stewart... Know what I mean? Vince definitely fits in with him I would say.
And while we're on that subject ... I think Angelina and Brad are a good couple. Now, the homewrecker thing isn't too cool (but why should I care, she got what she wanted - you go girl!), but whatever... I'm sure the world will eventually forget that angle of it. Hey, its not like ANY of these people are in 'til death do us part' situations. I wonder how many people actually are... You know?
See the story and pictures above. You know... I think they make a great couple and I'm not even a Jennifer Anistan fan. Yeah, I like Friends, but I always thought she was just annoying. Anyway, good couple, but of course the last time I said someone was a good couple, it ended in disaster - ie, Renee Zellweger and Kenny Chesney. Hmm... Perhaps anyone I want to end in disaster I should just mention that they are a good couple. Something to ponder perhaps... Anyway, all pettiness and silliness aside, I do think Jenn and Vince are a good couple. I like him... he could seriously make my "list" too. (Think there was a Friends episode around that idea too.) I'm sort of weird; I think I have strange taste in guys ... Like... I either like them really skinny or a little on the tubby side. How weird is that? Its like that thing I have for Tony Stewart... Know what I mean? Vince definitely fits in with him I would say.
And while we're on that subject ... I think Angelina and Brad are a good couple. Now, the homewrecker thing isn't too cool (but why should I care, she got what she wanted - you go girl!), but whatever... I'm sure the world will eventually forget that angle of it. Hey, its not like ANY of these people are in 'til death do us part' situations. I wonder how many people actually are... You know?
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Fun stuff!
Cute idea passed along by Kelwhy:
Go to Google and click on the images link.
Type in the following and post the first (or your favorite) picture the search engine finds.
- The name of the town where you grew up
- The name of the town where you live now
- Your name
- Your Grandmother’s name (pick one)
- Your favorite food
- Your favorite drink
- Your favorite song
- Your favorite smell
Where I grew up - Sullivan, Indiana. This is a picture of the old elementary school where I went. It is no longer is use. When I was a student there, this part of the school was used mostly for the fifth and sixth grade classes (it was a huge deal to be "upstairs"), the cafeteria and other classrooms like music and art. When my mom went there (yep!), I believe this was pretty much the whole school!
Name of the town I live now - Chicago, Illinois.
My name - Melissa When I type my name in what actually comes up is a picture that I took of St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans:
My Grandmother's name - Mary Reiss I have no idea what this picture is but OK ...
My favorite food - Pizza
My favorite drink -Margarita
My favorite song -"With or Without You" by U2 This is interesting:
My favorite smell -Pumpkin pie
Go to Google and click on the images link.
Type in the following and post the first (or your favorite) picture the search engine finds.
- The name of the town where you grew up
- The name of the town where you live now
- Your name
- Your Grandmother’s name (pick one)
- Your favorite food
- Your favorite drink
- Your favorite song
- Your favorite smell
Where I grew up - Sullivan, Indiana. This is a picture of the old elementary school where I went. It is no longer is use. When I was a student there, this part of the school was used mostly for the fifth and sixth grade classes (it was a huge deal to be "upstairs"), the cafeteria and other classrooms like music and art. When my mom went there (yep!), I believe this was pretty much the whole school!
Name of the town I live now - Chicago, Illinois.
My name - Melissa When I type my name in what actually comes up is a picture that I took of St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans:
My Grandmother's name - Mary Reiss I have no idea what this picture is but OK ...
My favorite food - Pizza
My favorite drink -Margarita
My favorite song -"With or Without You" by U2 This is interesting:
My favorite smell -Pumpkin pie
Monday, October 17, 2005
I don't know what to say...
White Sox win! We're going to the freaking WORLD
SERIES!!! Who woulda thunk it??
Think I'll get tickets? I'd say my chances for this one are slim to none, but we shall see. I wonder what my options would be in Houston? Hmmm....
SERIES!!! Who woulda thunk it??
Think I'll get tickets? I'd say my chances for this one are slim to none, but we shall see. I wonder what my options would be in Houston? Hmmm....
Friday, October 14, 2005
Thursday, October 13, 2005
I don't even want to talk about it!!
If you don't know what "it" is, apparently you didn't watch the game last night ...
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
You know ...
I don't know what it is with me today. Maybe it was the early start and the bad night and all of that but I lack motivation today to do ANYTHING!
1. I am in serious need of a manicure ... did I go get it at lunch? No... I just grabbed some food and hung out here. Tomorrow it has to happen. Actually, part of me is thinking that I'll get my nails yanked and just take a break from that for a while. I have tried that twice and end up going back the next week to get them put back on. The thing is, I really need a full new set and I just don't want to do that right now. I want to try and drag these out til November or even December and then start fresh. Err... what to do and why do I bitch so much about something so pointless and of no consequence?
2. One thing I AM going to go do today - although I don't want the trek out there - is get my eyebrows waxed. Why oh why do I go halfway across town to do this when 1) I could get it done super quick at the same place that does my nails right down the street or 2) I could get it done at one of the salons in the town I actually live in now. But no... I paid to park my car (only $2) out in the burbs today so I could get the early train in this morning for my early shift and then take a later train out (thats why I couldn't park at my friend's place, don't want to block her in) and then I will take a bus all the way down Michigan Ave (and I forgot my bus pass so I'll have to pay cash for that), go thru a 15 minute (if that) procedure... pay more than I probably should... and then have to either 1) get back on the bus 2) catch a cab or 3) walk back to the train station to take my later train home. Siiiigghhh...
3. My parents are coming for a visit next weekend. Now ... do you think I am actually even close to being unpacked from my move that was now like 2 months ago now? Ummm... no. Well, I overstate that. The whole place is fine except for the second bedroom which is either going to serve as either a 1) computer room 2) storage room or 3) combination of both... Its in complete disarry. I just keep moving things from box to box and getting nowhere. Can I just tell you how much of a pack rat I am? Before I moved to Lincoln Park from my old place downtown, I got rid of 9 trash bags of clothes. Before I moved to the burbs, I got rid of another 5-6 bags. Now I say "trash bags" but all of these were like kitchen-sized trash bags. I still have too much stuff. So as I was working on this room last week, I decided to go thru my clothes yet again and this time I filled another huge black trash (actaully the largest bag that Hefty makes) and filled it full. So that helped some. Moving sucks so much and you would think that moving actually helps you weed thru things and get rid of junk but in my experience, it doesn't. I got rid of so much stuff before I moved this time but now I'm of the opinion that I need to actually go back thru every single thing that I own and get rid of a ton more stuff. BLAH!! I know that little project definitely will not happen before my parents' visit but I needs to happen sometime, at least before I move again which I'm guessing won't be for another couple of years!!
1. I am in serious need of a manicure ... did I go get it at lunch? No... I just grabbed some food and hung out here. Tomorrow it has to happen. Actually, part of me is thinking that I'll get my nails yanked and just take a break from that for a while. I have tried that twice and end up going back the next week to get them put back on. The thing is, I really need a full new set and I just don't want to do that right now. I want to try and drag these out til November or even December and then start fresh. Err... what to do and why do I bitch so much about something so pointless and of no consequence?
2. One thing I AM going to go do today - although I don't want the trek out there - is get my eyebrows waxed. Why oh why do I go halfway across town to do this when 1) I could get it done super quick at the same place that does my nails right down the street or 2) I could get it done at one of the salons in the town I actually live in now. But no... I paid to park my car (only $2) out in the burbs today so I could get the early train in this morning for my early shift and then take a later train out (thats why I couldn't park at my friend's place, don't want to block her in) and then I will take a bus all the way down Michigan Ave (and I forgot my bus pass so I'll have to pay cash for that), go thru a 15 minute (if that) procedure... pay more than I probably should... and then have to either 1) get back on the bus 2) catch a cab or 3) walk back to the train station to take my later train home. Siiiigghhh...
3. My parents are coming for a visit next weekend. Now ... do you think I am actually even close to being unpacked from my move that was now like 2 months ago now? Ummm... no. Well, I overstate that. The whole place is fine except for the second bedroom which is either going to serve as either a 1) computer room 2) storage room or 3) combination of both... Its in complete disarry. I just keep moving things from box to box and getting nowhere. Can I just tell you how much of a pack rat I am? Before I moved to Lincoln Park from my old place downtown, I got rid of 9 trash bags of clothes. Before I moved to the burbs, I got rid of another 5-6 bags. Now I say "trash bags" but all of these were like kitchen-sized trash bags. I still have too much stuff. So as I was working on this room last week, I decided to go thru my clothes yet again and this time I filled another huge black trash (actaully the largest bag that Hefty makes) and filled it full. So that helped some. Moving sucks so much and you would think that moving actually helps you weed thru things and get rid of junk but in my experience, it doesn't. I got rid of so much stuff before I moved this time but now I'm of the opinion that I need to actually go back thru every single thing that I own and get rid of a ton more stuff. BLAH!! I know that little project definitely will not happen before my parents' visit but I needs to happen sometime, at least before I move again which I'm guessing won't be for another couple of years!!
One thing I have learned...
Do what you want, say what you want ... no matter how embarrassing it might be to you. SO WHAT! You know ... if its something that you want to be said, there is a reason so just DO IT! No regrets ... its definitely not worth it.
Another soldier from my home county killed in war on terror
PAXTON, Ind. -- A soldier from southwestern Indiana died during an attack in Iraq, his father said.
Staff Sgt. Matthew Kimmell, 30, was killed when on a military vehicle he was riding in came under attack, said Larry Kimmell of Paxton, the soldier's father. Paxton said Army personnel told him Tuesday of his son's death.
He said he was told two soldiers who were with his son were injured in the attack.
Kimmell was a career soldier and had been serving in Iraq since June, his father said.
The Pentagon's media office said today that it could not immediately confirm any information about Kimmell's death.
Kimmell's hometown of Paxton in Sullivan County is about 25 miles south of Terre Haute.
Kimmel is the 46th person from Indiana to have died after being sent to the Mideast since the buildup for the invasion of Iraq began in 2003.
Staff Sgt. Matthew Kimmell, 30, was killed when on a military vehicle he was riding in came under attack, said Larry Kimmell of Paxton, the soldier's father. Paxton said Army personnel told him Tuesday of his son's death.
He said he was told two soldiers who were with his son were injured in the attack.
Kimmell was a career soldier and had been serving in Iraq since June, his father said.
The Pentagon's media office said today that it could not immediately confirm any information about Kimmell's death.
Kimmell's hometown of Paxton in Sullivan County is about 25 miles south of Terre Haute.
Kimmel is the 46th person from Indiana to have died after being sent to the Mideast since the buildup for the invasion of Iraq began in 2003.
Here's to you, Mrs. Robinson...
I have a million awful things I could say about this, but I will refrain...
Today...
Mourning the White Sox' loss last night. A real bummer! I can't get over the missed opportunities, bad base running, stupid hitting calls (all of those bad bunts!) and just general poor execution. I had been saying all week that we had a chance against the Yankees but perhaps not against the Angels. I may be right. I guess we'll see... Six more games to go so its hardly time to give up yet but I don't think I'm going to be as glued to it as I had planned to. I have tickets for Game 7 - if there is a Game 7. If it comes down to it, not sure what I will do with those. My friends are going gaa-gaa over the amount of money I could potentially make if I sold them. Not the best of seats, but not bad either - upper deck, row 15 which is still the lower section of the upper deck so...
Today is a unique anniversary for me. Today is the 10-year (TEN YEARS?! I AM SOOO OLD!) of when I first started dating the guy I guess I would technically call my ex-ex boyfriend. Hmm... There were a few randoms in that timeframe but, you know what I mean ... my second to last serious boyfriend. Anyway, I was a junior in college at the time and we ended up dating for 2 1/2 years. So... we had this pact... you know ... the "backup plan"... that if neither of us was married by TODAY ... that we would get married. HA HA HA! How funny is that? So as you can guess, I'm letting him off the hook for this one. I do think we need to mark this occasion somehow though. He's actually still a fairly good friend of mine NOW... although he wasn't in the initial time period after we broke up, but I guess that is to be expected. I've heard so much more from him in the last year than I had heard in probably the previous 5-6 years.
So anyway, thats where I am today. Other than that, trying to avoid doing as much work as possible. I'm also seriously putting off getting this manicure I desperately need. I'm just not in the mood to go over there. I guess it can wait til tomorrow!
Later!
Today is a unique anniversary for me. Today is the 10-year (TEN YEARS?! I AM SOOO OLD!) of when I first started dating the guy I guess I would technically call my ex-ex boyfriend. Hmm... There were a few randoms in that timeframe but, you know what I mean ... my second to last serious boyfriend. Anyway, I was a junior in college at the time and we ended up dating for 2 1/2 years. So... we had this pact... you know ... the "backup plan"... that if neither of us was married by TODAY ... that we would get married. HA HA HA! How funny is that? So as you can guess, I'm letting him off the hook for this one. I do think we need to mark this occasion somehow though. He's actually still a fairly good friend of mine NOW... although he wasn't in the initial time period after we broke up, but I guess that is to be expected. I've heard so much more from him in the last year than I had heard in probably the previous 5-6 years.
So anyway, thats where I am today. Other than that, trying to avoid doing as much work as possible. I'm also seriously putting off getting this manicure I desperately need. I'm just not in the mood to go over there. I guess it can wait til tomorrow!
Later!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
More classic customer feedback...
This time from one of our foreign users - LOL!
"tahks alot melissa i love you"
"tahks alot melissa i love you"
Monday, October 10, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
How old do I look?
Not that I'll post a picture but ...
The last few years I have been getting the strangest reaction from female bartenders. And I guess I should be grateful but when I look at myself in the mirror, its difficult to believe...
I am 31 years old ... I get carded all the time...
Three notable times - 2 in the last year, all at different places:
Bartender #1 cards me, reaction: "OH MY GOD!"
Bartender #2 cards me, reaction: "I need to retire!!"
Bartender #3 cards me, reaction: "WOW!"
So I contemplate this... could I potentially look like I'm carrying around a fake ID? I mean seriously ... I had less of a problem getting into bars between ages 20-23 than I do now.
So I guess I'll just be thankful and chock it up to good genes. My mom doesn't look anywhere near 58 years old (that freaks him out actually) and I would say my grandmother doesn't look anywhere near 84.
Still, its weird to me... I mean, I may not look 31 but I know I don't look 20 either!
The last few years I have been getting the strangest reaction from female bartenders. And I guess I should be grateful but when I look at myself in the mirror, its difficult to believe...
I am 31 years old ... I get carded all the time...
Three notable times - 2 in the last year, all at different places:
Bartender #1 cards me, reaction: "OH MY GOD!"
Bartender #2 cards me, reaction: "I need to retire!!"
Bartender #3 cards me, reaction: "WOW!"
So I contemplate this... could I potentially look like I'm carrying around a fake ID? I mean seriously ... I had less of a problem getting into bars between ages 20-23 than I do now.
So I guess I'll just be thankful and chock it up to good genes. My mom doesn't look anywhere near 58 years old (that freaks him out actually) and I would say my grandmother doesn't look anywhere near 84.
Still, its weird to me... I mean, I may not look 31 but I know I don't look 20 either!
Best game of my life!!
There is really nothing more I can say about last night's White Sox game. It simply rocked! I have never been there and seen people more excited. It was even fun being there "alone" cause you know ... I wasn't really alone... I was there with 40,000 of my closest friends. LOL! Alone didn't matter... I would do it again and plan to tonight actually!! I don't know what will happen the rest of the way but it was great to be there and witness all of that. There is really nothing more I can say about it.
Linking to a few good stories in the press this morning...
White Sox `clout' brings antagonists together for day
Pierzynski has fun under gun
Outstanding—any way you say it
Iguchi's gutsy toss to 3rd stuns Millar
Sporting a red 'C' at Sox park? Good grief
Time to Jump on the White Sox Wagon
Video I took of the opening! : )
Linking to a few good stories in the press this morning...
White Sox `clout' brings antagonists together for day
Pierzynski has fun under gun
Outstanding—any way you say it
Iguchi's gutsy toss to 3rd stuns Millar
Sporting a red 'C' at Sox park? Good grief
Time to Jump on the White Sox Wagon
Video I took of the opening! : )
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Daily Leo Forecast
Quickie: A friendship is fading -- share your feelings. Whatever happens is for the best.
Ummm... yeah...
So I am minding my own damn business and walk into a local fastfood establishment here in Chicago for lunch. I had my hand on the door when this person leaving the restaurants, slams the door open, pushing me back and bending my hand back hard. He says "Have a nice day, bitch," and practically runs me over to get out of the place.
So I'm like ... what the hell... and my hand was sort of hurting. Its OK now, I don't think its really "injured", my wrist and top of my hand may be slightly sore but I don't think its worth a court case. So I go in and the first guy sitting there says "What did he say to you?" And I'm like "Well, he called me a really nice name." So I guess this UTTER LOSER was some sort of homeless person or whatever - although he didn't look too homeless in those pretty nice clothes he was wearing - and was in the restaurant begging and got kicked out. So I guess he decided to take it out on someone and that lucky person happened to be me. Yeah, well, sorry if I'm making a generalization here... perhaps he wasn't a homeless person, maybe he was just a DRUG ADDICT!
Thats life in the big city I suppose...
And speaking of life in the big city, how about life in the suburbs?? You know you read all of those news stories - horrific stuff that happens in the burbs? And you think, but why? this is the suburbs? how could it happen? Well, let me tell you, the burbs are full of creepy dudes and don't I seem to run into this on morning walks (runs) to the train station. Last week I parked at my friend's place to take the 10 minute (or less) walk to the train. On the way there is a house whose occupants have decided to make the whole yard and even the grass out by the curb into this massive garden. Back home I would say it was just someone who doesn't mow their lawn and therefore its all overgrown with weeds, but no, this is actual flowers and plants and stuff (some of it taller than me) but the place is a freaking jungle! So at 5:45am on this corner, its super dark and freaky so I usually try to pass by there quickly. Of course last week as I'm walking past this truck with two guys in it stops and asks me if I want a ride. Umm.... NOOOOO?????!!!! They drove on and I sort of hightailed it out of there. Of all places... And then this morning when I walked from my place, I was standing at a long stoplight and this guy in his car was sitting there with the window open LEERING at me. Thats the only way I can describe it. So yes, freaky people in the suburbs. I know there has to be tons more freaky people in the city but I think I got so used to it, it seemed the norm. I used to say that I could not walk down Chicago Avenue to the red line subway stop without running into at least one crazy person. I'm not even kidding about that.
The wrist seems OK, but it also seems sort of popp-ish too. Its definitely some kind of strain.
So I'm like ... what the hell... and my hand was sort of hurting. Its OK now, I don't think its really "injured", my wrist and top of my hand may be slightly sore but I don't think its worth a court case. So I go in and the first guy sitting there says "What did he say to you?" And I'm like "Well, he called me a really nice name." So I guess this UTTER LOSER was some sort of homeless person or whatever - although he didn't look too homeless in those pretty nice clothes he was wearing - and was in the restaurant begging and got kicked out. So I guess he decided to take it out on someone and that lucky person happened to be me. Yeah, well, sorry if I'm making a generalization here... perhaps he wasn't a homeless person, maybe he was just a DRUG ADDICT!
Thats life in the big city I suppose...
And speaking of life in the big city, how about life in the suburbs?? You know you read all of those news stories - horrific stuff that happens in the burbs? And you think, but why? this is the suburbs? how could it happen? Well, let me tell you, the burbs are full of creepy dudes and don't I seem to run into this on morning walks (runs) to the train station. Last week I parked at my friend's place to take the 10 minute (or less) walk to the train. On the way there is a house whose occupants have decided to make the whole yard and even the grass out by the curb into this massive garden. Back home I would say it was just someone who doesn't mow their lawn and therefore its all overgrown with weeds, but no, this is actual flowers and plants and stuff (some of it taller than me) but the place is a freaking jungle! So at 5:45am on this corner, its super dark and freaky so I usually try to pass by there quickly. Of course last week as I'm walking past this truck with two guys in it stops and asks me if I want a ride. Umm.... NOOOOO?????!!!! They drove on and I sort of hightailed it out of there. Of all places... And then this morning when I walked from my place, I was standing at a long stoplight and this guy in his car was sitting there with the window open LEERING at me. Thats the only way I can describe it. So yes, freaky people in the suburbs. I know there has to be tons more freaky people in the city but I think I got so used to it, it seemed the norm. I used to say that I could not walk down Chicago Avenue to the red line subway stop without running into at least one crazy person. I'm not even kidding about that.
The wrist seems OK, but it also seems sort of popp-ish too. Its definitely some kind of strain.
Happy thoughts...
Chicago just ran their monthly air raid sirens test... of course I have to find irony in this today... Today is the start of the playoffs - go WHITE Sox - whoo-hoo! Last time Chicago blasted the air raid sirens in a non-test situation was when the White Sox won the pennant back in the 50s. So... foreshadowing of things to come?
Monday, October 03, 2005
Saturday night's karaoke song list!
My song list:
1. Strawberry Wine - Deana Carter
2. I Fall To Pieces - Patsy Cline
3. Life #9 - Martina McBride
4. I May Hate Myself In The Morning - Lee Ann Womack
It's official - I now have FANS!!
LOL!!!
1. Strawberry Wine - Deana Carter
2. I Fall To Pieces - Patsy Cline
3. Life #9 - Martina McBride
4. I May Hate Myself In The Morning - Lee Ann Womack
It's official - I now have FANS!!
LOL!!!
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