Schweet photos @ Tim's flickr.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Kombucha

My kombucha is starting to grow. Took a while, I didn't know anyone with a baby so I tried finding a real chunky Synergy bottle to start with; it worked. It is supposed to aid the liver and fight cancer; personally, like many health products, I'm not totally convinced it does anything but I find the process to be fun and incredibly cheaper than buying it.
I'll have some tips later for making a good brew.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Goodbye Apartment
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Pokemon Pikachu iPod Nano
Monday, October 08, 2007
Homeless Party Crasher

"You can't sleep on our porch."
*yawn*
"That's not exactly what I was doing."
I finally got back to Oregon for a week-long visit to Portland/Eugene. Didn't get to see everyone I wanted, but just hanging out and taking it easy was fantastico. It's already the wet, grey fall/winter while still in the 80s back in Chicago but I did get in a really nice bike ride along the river from St. Johns to the Broadway bridge.
Great food.
Peapod
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Meet Bruiser
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Art Party: 22373003 (boobless)
I found myself at a photo-art opening/daytime party Sunday. It was in a converted loft apartment somewhere south of Humboldt Park - there was a great view of the city skyline - along with the hosts' tits, all over the walls. Her tits in a industrial freezer, her tits at a steel mill, her tits in front of a laundromat, etc. She was very charming.
And plenty of fondue fountain poo poos.

And plenty of fondue fountain poo poos.

I now feel the need to cover my walls with giant photos of myself.
Slumber Pod 2R: Brilliant Sea

One of the bedrooms looks like someone was locked in with a pink highlighter while on a mushroom trip. There was some sort of elephant and lots of thought bubbles drawn all over. I wish to claim it for my own because it has a view of something other than a wall and is closer to the gas space heater when the time comes for that.
There was a hole in the wall as well; pre move-in inspection by the landlord must have missed that - and the fact the wall is completely crumbling to pieces. A couple coats of Brilliant Sea will hopefully keep chunks of lead paint and asbestos off my head while I'm sleeping.
I'm thinking Valley Mist for the living room...
Slumber Pod 2R: Deck
A nice surprise is the view off of the back deck:
And it tells the time!
(To the left of this photo is a richy rich older gentleman/younger wife/childs'zes house which I thought was a parking garage at first because it's that ugly and they are rarely home. Perfect kitchen view, though, I've never seen them more than snack and never together. Buy your happiness richies, C'MON! I suspect they have a pool on the roof, or they should... satellite photos are unclear).

(To the left of this photo is a richy rich older gentleman/younger wife/childs'zes house which I thought was a parking garage at first because it's that ugly and they are rarely home. Perfect kitchen view, though, I've never seen them more than snack and never together. Buy your happiness richies, C'MON! I suspect they have a pool on the roof, or they should... satellite photos are unclear).
Slumber Pod 2R: Before



Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Orygun Tyme Agun

The last apartment I looked at in Chicago, on the way to the airport no less, turned out to be a dirty gem in Bucktown: beautiful views of brick walls through little windows, no doors and a little porch, but nice and big inside and just where I wanted it. I have not lived on my own since my first studio in Portland (quite an emotional disaster) but I look forward to the privacy and control over my domain. I am worried about furnishing the place but have been checking out I-go and Zipcar, or perhaps I should just get a hot bum bike set-up?
I move in April and can not bring much with me... This could be a disaster.
Monday, February 05, 2007
24 Hours On a Train

I briefly saw Boston at a transfer and said goodbye to New England; I didn’t get to see much of Boston but the "bomb threat" by Aqua Teen Hunger Force really left me frightened for my safety...
Trains always seem to amaze. Their lack of security, speed... as I write this we have just stopped and are being inspected by border patrol. I didn’t realize people risked freezing to death swimming across the great lakes. Exciting. If you are an illegal and get stopped on a train, just pretend to be in a deep snoring sleep; someone is using that technique a few rows back. Or take a bus.
Somehow I got sat next to the one other hipster on the train; he also is moving to Chicago to start anew - from Minneapolis; and yes, according to him, Prince does live there and does have yard sales and you can pay to hang out with him. Why would you ever leave? Unfortunately my social awkwardness only got me that far in conversation. So much for a chat-a-thon.
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