Sometimes there is a time and city for everyone. For me it's 2006 and Chicago. At least this week. How about this weather? We went out Wednesday night for Ruby's last night, and then yesterday I called Erich to get him out of the house and over to Filter coffeehouse for a little reading and hipster watching. We strolled and pontificated. It was so nice and warm. Erich left the coffeehouse early and headed to Northbrook to pick up his vehicle from the mechanic, and I stayed around and finished A Picture of Dorian Gray. Big thanks to Jesslyn and Mora for that recommendation - it was excellent. Well worth the read.
Filter was not bad either. A really nice looking girl in a bright red dress was sitting and reading and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I'd say the feeling was mutual, but she might have been looking over because she felt awkward that I kept looking at her. Either way, it was much easier to read after she left.
I did a lot of walking and listening to the new Death Cab For Cutie album. Yep, I'm transforming myself into a hipster starting with the tunes and my new Nike kicks I got from Nordstrom's rack this weekend.
We went to the Part V show last night and it was great, par usual. Gary is the maestro of bass. I wish Nick, Kaitlin and I hadn't shown up late, but who actually goes onstage early? Bizarre. I've been all about girls these days, and I spent the post-show bar time chatting up the cute cute waitress. The topic: literature, or course. All of this reading is paying dividends, and I used to think books were just for homos.
Well, I guess that brings me to now, lying on Kaitlin's futon listening to the soothing sounds of Western Ave. out the window. She and Nick allowed me to crash here instead of doing the mile-long aggressive hobo filled walk down Western at 1 am. I have not had a cig now for nearly two weeks, and you know what? It's not that bad. I love this city.
Jesus, I sound like that fag Pip when he tears up thinking of a Thai sunset.
It is what it is
Friday, January 13, 2006
CHICAGO!
Spewed out by Will at 11:34
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Living it up, eh :) Cheers. I admire your dedication in quitting smoking.
We def have to go biking.
It might snow today. I'll may have to get myself one of these:
http://www-bdnew.fnal.gov/pbar/organizationalchart/peterson/snowplow_files/Bike_Plow.html
What did you think of Dorian Grey? Unfortunately, I've only been able to hold substantial conversations with other girls, not boys, so talking about lit doesn't work for me in picking up guys :)
S.
if part of being a hipster means you're in touch with your emotions, you're leading the charge. next stop? dark rimmed costello glasses.
I'm turning myself into a groovestar. Haircut, tight 70'sish curdoroys, moves to spare, and Jamiroquai. Check. Keep up the non-smoking, its somehow in my subconscious so now everytime that I see some kind of herbal remeday or natural solution (as I travel in those circles) for stopping smoking I think "Maybe I should buy that and send it to Will..." but I don't have that kind of cash. Its probably just like sucking on a teabag anyway. Heh, sucking on a teabag...
k.e.
Hello. Smokie !
Boy Will, ya give up smoking for couple a measly weeks and and a female park ranger blogger lands on your little corner of cyberspace.
Cool Quote... found at random.
"You're alive.
Do something.
The directive in life,
the moral imperative
was so uncomplicated.
It could be expressed in single words,
not complete sentences.
It sounded like this:
Look. Listen.
Choose.
Act.
Barbara Hall wrote A Summons to New Orleans, 2000.
At first I thought that this novel was referring to post-Katrina Orleans. Living in my own personal time warp, the year 2000 in the title didn't affect my erroneous assumptions.
Anyway, quote caught my eye ; a puff of oxygen for the soul.
Amazon reveals this about novel and author.
Simone wants her two old friends to witness the trial of her rapist. Subplots involve Poppy's abusive father and Nora's strained history with her mother....complex themes in which the relationship between freedom and violence in American life are explored. Hall, an award winning television writer, is the executive producer of Judging Amy.
whatever...just liked the theme.
namaste
mo
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