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September 2nd, 2009

08:30 pm: please, bicyclists in this good city, don't do any of the following:

ride through red lights
ride while drunk
ignore stop signs
ride without a helmet

see 625 ilcs 5/11-1501 through 5/11-1516 (minus the last request above, that's just common sense).

there are bad, bad drivers in the city.  but there are also bad, bad bicyclists.  the people who i know are good, conscientious, riders.  im sure you dont need to be told, i just see it all of the time.  perhaps it is worse on the south side, where there is less of a bicycle culture? 

May 1st, 2009

12:26 am: truman has finished its first record.  it feels very good.


January 26th, 2009

01:26 pm: in march my band is opening for dear at the headlights, reuben's accomplice, miniature tigers, and yourself and the air.  i don't know why or how we got this gig, but im nervous as hell for it.  these bands are currently touring with Ben Folds and Jimmy Eat World.  im not entirely convinced we should be playing it. 

December 21st, 2008

11:55 am: i hate to take another shot at Apple, but here goes anyway.


December 3rd, 2008

06:38 pm: the simpsons pretty much nailed all of the reasons im not a mac person anymore (i used macs for about 9 years of my life). 


November 30th, 2008

07:02 pm: i just saw a CBS PSA about getting a prostate exam.  Direct quote from the PSA:

"A kosher prostate:  the perfect Hanukah gift"

November 25th, 2008

04:33 pm: shame on us?
This election was supposed to bring historic turn-out among young votes.  Right?

Well, turns out there was actually only a 1% increase in the young voter share of the total voting public.  A few states saw increases of 4 or 5 percent, but in key battleground states (Pennsylvania, Ohia, Florida) the share actually dropped from 3-5%. 

Total votes cast increased by about 4 million.  That means, roughly, given the figures we have so far, only 40,000 additional voters ages 18-29 voted.  Yikes.

October 30th, 2008

01:26 pm: I know its comparing Chinese and Japanese, but Shinhua sounds too much like Shinra for me to be comfortable.

October 14th, 2008

06:20 pm: we desperately need to much more open about sex in this country


September 24th, 2008

02:02 pm: last night, at the train station

i was sitting reading eating panda express when a man approached me, reeking of beer.  he asked me what i was reading in broken english and i told him it was a novel about world war II (jerzy kosinski's the painted bird).  he asked if he could sit and i said yes and he instructed me to put away my book so we could talk.  he explained that he had been a student at a university in mexico city and that he studied anthropology.  he asked me if i had read erich fromm.  i told him i hadnt and he proceeded to explain how fromm and jung were influenced by but separate from freud, "fuck freud, fuck jung, there is only fromm."  he went on to explain about his notions of mysticism, how we are all microcosms of the universe, how el cuerpo is shaped like a star in a circle just like Leonardo's drawings.  Then he went on to Camus.  In his words Camus's reaction to Hiroshima was "What the fuck?  How the fuck?"  At times he would get annoyed by my misunderstanding, by what was lost in translation.  He called me annoying, he called me very smart, he liked my eyes and called me Pete Townshend just like in "Behind Blue Eyes."  He spoke of his fondness for the Beatles and how he was born in 1970, the year "Let it Be" was released.  He told me he had a girlfriend and pulled out a card with her number on it as if offering proof.  He said she's a black lady, but he's okay with that, "she's just for fucking."  He told me he liked me because, as he said, I let him talk and understood him.  "See that girl?  She wouldn't know what, she wouldn't listen.  But you, you are very smart"  He opened a can of beer that exploded over my things.  He told me his spanish was muy dura.  His language.  He asked how his english was.  He wore a hospital bracelet that confirmed his significant birth year.  He walked me to my train and asked for a phone number.  I gave him one, for the phone I am about to have shut off.  He told me humans were meant to communicate, and that drinking alone is sad.  I agreed with him.  Then I sat on the train and watched a movie about orphaned Japanese children at the end of world war II.  

today i dug a whole for my dead fourteen year old dog.  at first i thought the smell of the dirt was me, because i hadnt showered and was working up quite a sweat.  but as i got down to shovel earth out with my hands i realized the smell was the dirt. 

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