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what i did on my summer vacation

Winner and still champion #piñata

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  • Bought my friend Dave a bootleg Darth Vader piñata from Dulcelandia for his birthday
  • Went to New York to see the Charles James show at the Met, hung out in Sunnyside with friends eat massive green chile burgers and meet Sari’s adorable baby, go to a benefit, stay in fancy hotels
  • Read in Carly and Rose’s first show

good morning #selfie

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  • Ran an alumni version of ScavHunt
  • Hung out with Zeke the Cat
  • Took a selfie that I like
  • Flew to LA for V3Con, finally met Joz, ate the same meal at the same restaurant two days in a row
  • Danced to house music with a bunch of other middle-aged people in Daley Plaza

late afternoon nap #marypuppins

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  • Spent July 4th weekend with Lola
  • Said goodbye to Ellen who moved to Seattle
  • Went on insulin
  • Got a Fitbit
  • Went to Pitchfork
  • Walked home from the Loop, broke my feet (temporarily)


  • Drank at The Cove for the first time in 15? 16? years
  • Practically threw up when I saw my piece about the history of prom at my alma mater published in the school bulletin because I was nervous about it being horrible
  • Was the first return reader for That’s All She Wrote Chicago
    • This was also my first live lit show to be held at a tattoo parlor
  • Looked after all the cats in Chicago
  • Hung out with Patrick who came for a visit
    • snorgled belugas
    • saw Robyn and Royskopp
    • ate at Hot Doug’s, probably for the last time
  • Saw Funkadesi play Summerdance, and the experience had me thinking of what Stefon from SNL might say: “The hottest night in Chicago is the Funkadesi show in Grant Park. This show had everything: turbans, Brazilian drummers, bros doing Bollywood dance, white guys in dashikis.”
  • Labor Day weekend
    • Cabaret at the Music Box
    • Art Institute with Toni, Magda, and Andrea to see the Magritte show and get all worked up over it
    • Lie around Leah’s, house-sitting and cat-sitting
    • Binge-watch second season of “Masters of Sex”

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Caturday: 2 cats, 1 girl

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poolside with Lisa and Jasmine

I’m cat-sitting in Streeterville until early next week. The cats live in a high-rise near Navy Pier, a high-rise that has a pool. A POOL, Y’ALL.

I put off using the pool until last night, when Lisa came over for swimming, burgers, and fireworks. Lisa can actually swim, unlike me, who half-assed my way through the swim test at my alma mater (PS they got rid of it lat year). Lisa tried to show me how to do my legs correctly. But every time I tried to corkscrew my legs in a similar fashion, my old ass would cramp and I’d go back to bobbing about.

We caught up on her job search, her recent visit home to look after an ailing parent. I regaled her with stories from high school. Which I seem to be doing a lot of lately. Which tells me I need to do more interesting shit, or I am truly turning into an old lady who can’t remember her PIN sometimes but remembers overnight choir trips from over 20 years ago.

I guess this is me returning to regular blogging about my life. Remember when I used to do that? I was reading old blog posts earlier, and I was immediately struck by a few things:

  1. How poorly written they were. I mean REALLY.
  2. They’re still pretty funny when I actually tell the story, instead of trying to use dumb jokes to make them seem wackier.
  3. I could not be bothered to come up with pseudonyms for anybody.
  4. I think I miss smoking.
  5. I totally miss karaoke. I need to get back to doing that.

My brother blogs everyday, usually about when he woke up, what he ate, when he poops, and what he watched on television. He’s one of the most consistent bloggers I know. Sometimes he is downright inspired, especially when he writes trip reports or, on more sober occasions, about the passing of family members. If I can get him to write a guest post, I will make sure he makes it funny or gross or (hopefully) both.

Note: I’m doing this because Luvvie told me to. Well, not me, explicitly, but I’m answering the #31WriteNow call.

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by | August 1, 2013 · 2:09 pm

ten for tuesday

1. At some point during my tenure at the super awesome private school I attended from seventh grade through upper school (read: high school), Tuesdays after a three day weekend would have a Monday schedule. So instead, of say, starting with math and French then a 15 minute mid-morning break before third period and the rest of your usual Tuesday, you’d have Latin and then assembly for middle school and upper school before break and something awful like a double period of biology.

It wasn’t hard to catch on to the change to the schedule, as any impulse you might have to run to your locker to get your French workbook before class was immediately stricken down by the sight and sound of several hundred girls racing down flights and flights of stairs to the assembly hall. So you’d run to your homeroom, fling your bag in the general direction of your desk, and then hustle downstairs, hoping somebody would save you a decent seat for the morning’s program (good: all male a capella singing group from Yale because hello DUDES and aren’t the Whiffenpoofs basically the private school version of, like One Direction?; bad: talk from mumbling adult about something boring but VERY IMPORTANT like THE ENVIRONMENT).

2. I’m thinking of bringing back my annual list of right-ons, where I’d make a list of things I loved, inspired by Marlys Mullen of Lynda Barry’s comics. I think everybody should do it.

3. I need a perfect, crisp $5 bill to tuck into Hyacinth’s birthday card. Because yes, she is going to be five. And little Nathan is six. And I am older, too.

4. I don’t even want to think about how old I am. Oh, yes I do. Mainly because I love birthdays and mine especially and how I’d dearly love to host a party except my apartment can maybe hold three people. I think I may just invite people to join me at Hot Doug’s on the day and see who turns up to stand on line for a hot dog for a long time. Maybe I could get to Doug’s as soon as they open and just spend the entire day there, holding court at the large round table, and just eating and hanging with people show up until I have to be taken to the hospital on a special hot dog bun stretcher that looks like the life-size hot dog bun at the Chicago History Museum.

i'm delicious

i’m delicious

5. I may finally use the restaurant gift card that Leah gave me for house sitting last year. I am very excited to use it at the Olive Garden. I’ve never been to one. The prospect of unlimited breadsticks makes me very happy.

6. The Shedd Aquarium has a blue lobster. It’s true! He? She? is on reserve, and therefore not visible to the public. You can, however, meet this lobster if you sign up for the behind the scenes tour which, while lacking penguin encounters, is quite informative and fun and you do get to pet these goldfish with bumpy heads.

7. I went to Hot Doug’s yesterday with Carly. We only waited 15? 20? minutes before we made our way inside and ordered lunch. If I didn’t manage to develop gout after eating THREE HOT DOGS and half a large order of cheese fries, then I really must be indestructible. My theory is that I’ve eaten so many processed foods, and there are preservatives left in my body that are keeping me alive (if not exactly healthy).

8. Still watching “Girls” even if the new season is pretty boring so far.

9. My brother and Anna are coming to visit in March. Not the weekend of St. Patrick’s, so we won’t be forced to fight crowds of binge drinkers and tourists. But maybe we should plan on wearing green items anyway so we don’t run the risk of getting pinched in crowds?

10. Thanks to Kim and Joseline’s suggestions, I am now thinking of going to far off places that I haven’t yet saved up for yet. Iceland, Turkey, and Sweden are my top three, though Peru may knock Sweden out of the running.

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roll with it

I thought you should know that lately, when I write from home, I write in bed, usually right before I go to sleep at night, wearing a tanktop and underwear. On the weekends, I write in the morning, still in bed, but wrapped in a bedsheet. Lest you get excited, it doesn’t look anything like this:

Attractive twenties asian brunette woman

Note: this is definitely not me. I mean, I'm pretty sure she's on a PC and I am a Mac user through and through.

For me, try something like “Jabba the Hut wearing a windsock”. I’d post a picture of that but there is none. My extensive Googling didn’t yield a picture of Jabba wearing a windsock but maybe if enough people read this post somebody will get the hint and make me an image with MS Paint.

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My new bus stop for work is on Wacker and Wabash. I have two lights to wait for and walk through before I get to the building where the office is located. This gives me some time to take a couple of deep breaths, prepare for the day, and (most importantly) evaluate the outfits of the people waiting at the light with me.

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sundae girl

OMG (Just spotted Concrete on @Foodspotting)

Concrete from Lickity Split

“I really feel like some ice cream.”

I said this after having brunch at Broadway Cellars with Leah and Cee. And then Leah said something about a frozen custard place having just opened a few blocks away.

FROZEN CUSTARD. The two greatest words in the English language after “Friday night” and “baby puppies”.

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ladies day, ladies night


Last Saturday was Ladies’ Day at Arlington Park. A lot of ladies wore ridiculous hats, tight dresses, and tall sandals. It was less “Ascot with Wills and Kate”, and more “The Real Housewives of Arlington Heights”. Which made for excellent people watching, of course.

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Wacker & Wabash

6160 Chicago by Boat - Jeweler's Building

6160 Chicago by Boat - Jeweler's Building by hogan3774

My company moved to a new space in the Jeweler’s Building, or 35 East Wacker. Those of you who have seen The Dark Knight or, um, Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon will surely recognize it, as it has appeared in both of those films. I believe that in the case of Transformers 3, the inclusion of the Jeweler’s Building and other Chicago landmarks might have been the only reason some of you saw the movie in the first place.

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brace yourself

A couple of weeks ago, I went to a show produced by my friend Carly. Carly and a couple of friends had rented out a gallery/performance space, a converted garage in Roscoe Village. Carly sang songs, Avery displayed her paintings and sculpture, and Rhea staged a fashion show. The garage wasn’t air conditioned, so people were buying water and soda and alcohol to cool themselves.

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