Um, right now Zespy and I are both shitfaced out of our minds. He's in the kitchen playing the Wurlitzer and paying homage to my 'cock' through song. Y'all probably find that a bit disturbing, but it's actually quite moving. But not in that way ( Read more... )

Whoa. Today was pay day and so on the way home I decided to take part in the grand tradition of 'Joe Six Pack' and stop by my local liquor store to pick up some shit for the evening. However, instead of the traditional High Life, PBR, or whatever, I opted for the much more juvenile Sparks. I had a little taste of it when I was in Bloomington ( Read more... )

I'm officially now a lame duck employee for Guaranteed Rate, Inc. The timing couldn't be better for giving them my notice, as it came directly after a big pep-talk for the entire department and talk of 'goals'. Apparently they're doing very very well. Does this mean I'd ever see more than $10/hour here? Not likely ( Read more... )

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I really don’t feel like being here right now. Here being my workplace, but on a grander scale, Chicago ( Read more... )

Tonight I was going through some things, thinking of what I might get rid of before moving, when I came upon what is arguably the best gift I've received in the last two years: a collection of vintage Hall & Oates live performances on the German television show MusikLaden. Comprised of classic H&O footage (circa 1976-77), I've further driven my ( Read more... )

In retrospect, maybe I shouldn’t have drank an entire fifth of Ezra Brooks, some more shots from Josephine’s bottle of Beam, and a Sparks. It pretty much made/sabotaged my weekend in Bloomington. Things started off promising enough with a smooth, relatively short drive into beautiful Hoosier country. Upon arriving I parked and walked around ( Read more... )

The internets is full of wacky shit, but of course all you dipshits know that since you spend every goddamn waking minute wasting the pelvic region energy Jeebus gave you on this nefarious device. But in case you're too busy downloading widgets, posting, or blogging (incidentally, a word that still makes me barf), do yourself a favor and go to ( Read more... )

I am breathing easier this evening after dining with Mr. Zespy and spilling my guts. Pretty much 3 months of anxiety and apprehension spilled onto the table and into the salsa at El Cid. I know how I've mentioned in the past that things might not have been the same between us since moving here, but tonight was like a classic bro session. His ( Read more... )

For the first time in a while, I feel really young right now. I'm hanging out with Zespy, two Polish guys, and an Australian. And they're talking about jazz. I enjoy a good amount of jazz, and even some of the skronk they're discussing so intellectually, but there's nothing worse than hearing people talk about it. I sat there sipping some wine ( Read more... )

Random notes and thoughts from this morning ( Read more... )