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…has been oddly busy. i somehow managed to go every day the past week with just enough sleep to be functional. barely. did a lot of fun stuff, but just didn’t get the 10 hours a night i need.

…i’m like a possom ok? i require a lot of sleep.

posters and bottles

monday

the week started out on the wrong foot sleep-wise when i saw the ratatat show monday night at the empty bottle. the show was AWWWWESOME. loud and danceable and they rock so hard live! when they started playing ‘seventeen years’ for the encore the crowd went insane. they had a cool video projected behind them and during the encore they turned on the fog machine and just let it go. by the end of the show the whole stage was swathed in fog and when ratatat finished playing, as the last incredibly loud notes faded away, they stepped back and just sort of disappeared. totally fit the moment. i went to the show with jon, andrew and christina. we met josh and some of his friends/coworkers and katie and a bunch of her friends came too. doors were at 9:30, there were two openers and ratatat probably started playing shortly before midnight. i think i got home at 2:30 or something like that.

the next day i was next to useless at my internship. luckily i was doing inventory so all i had to do was precisely count pieces of art and lift semi-heavy portfolios of art worth hundreds of thousands of dollars – heck maybe millions, i have no idea. anyway, after monday night i was behind on sleep all week.

thursday

i was totally in the zone at work – doing like five different things at once, trying to change some stuff in my application. i was having a great day and getting a ton of things done. i had a little bit of a backache, so i took two excedrin. no sooner had i taken them when we got a surprise delivery…new herman miller chairs! it was a fantastic surprise. the day kept getting better and better.

except, remember those excedrin? bad idea. i forgot that excedrin has caffeine in it and i do not react well to stimulants of any kind. this is why i pretty much only drink green tea, never drink coffee and certainly don’t drink any red bull. i could feel it coming on but was powerless to do anything. by then it was probably too late to eat anything (i’d had only a banana to eat so far that day) to counteract the caffeine. i spent the next four hours twitchy and fidgety and distracted. i couldn’t sit still and couldn’t concentrate.

…which would’ve been bad enough, but soon after the chairs arrived, our internet service went down. for the rest of the day. so not only was i knocked out of the zone and wacked out on caffeine, i also couldn’t work (probably not the worst thing since the caffeine rendered me unable to concentrate). at aaron’s behest i started to read “vas: an opera in flatland“, which is this insanely awesomely designed book that aaron’s friend did the design for. everyone in the office seemed to have heard about it, but no one had read it all. i finished it. i spent all afternoon reading it. by 3 or 4 i no longer felt so anxious. finally. i went home at 5:30, tired and sluggish from the post-caffeine crash and totally dejected after my great day turned upside down.

friday

friday night travis, kareem and i went to an art show opening. bobby, the registar at my internship, had a new exhibit up at 65 grand. none of us knew what to expect, really. we got there and the entrance was this sort of shady looking doorway behind a restaurant. we went up 2 flights of stairs to what i guess is the kitchen of the gallery owner’s apartment. it was packed with people and there was art everywhere. hanging from the ceiling, on podiums, on the floor. i was worried someone was going to step on the artwork! the piece i liked best was ‘hive’ – a really disturbing paper and paint beehive-shaped sculpture that hung from the ceiling over the crowd. the bottom was open and gaping, as if something inside had forced its way out. we hung out there for awhile and drank some free beer, then decided that we wanted to see some more art.

on the second friday of the month, artists in pilsen usually open their studios to the public, so we drove down there to check it out. unfortunately once we got down there we found out that it was cancelled. soooo we drove back up to travis and kareem’s place and rented ‘kiss kiss bang bang’ which was outstanding. kareem bought three packages of kettlecorn and i think we probably ate all of it. i highly recommend ‘kiss kiss bang bang’ – so funny and a lot of fun to watch.

saturday

saturday i got up about five hours earlier than i would’ve liked. i picked up cecile and we went to the lincoln park archery club‘s open clinic at their range on the lake off of recreation drive. neither of us had done archery since high school. there were a good number of people there – probably 30 at the height. the club had all different sizes of bows, including compound bows. everyone took turns and it was a lot of fun!

after archery we went to hot doug‘s and had some delicious alligator sausages with spicy remoulade and blue cheese and tater tots. full and sleepy, we went to dominicks to get stuff for josh’s bbq. after a pit stop at toys r us we went to josh’s, where jon and josh were just getting things ready. i was going to go to nako’s performance but i was still pretty sluggish post-hot doug’s so i didn’t make it. i fell asleep for about half an hour and when i woke up mark and jocelyn and some others had arrived. a bunch of people came and we sat outside and listened to music and drank and ate good food. at about midnight, josh, andrew, jon, ben and i walked to another party on milwaukee. i hung out for about an hour then drove ben home.

three glasses

sunday

sunday i got up about five hours earlier than i would’ve liked. i got on a few buses and met lindsay and erik at earwax for brunch. i hadn’t seen or talked to erik since high school so it was cool to catch up and hear what he’s doing now. after brunch lindsay and i went to the renegade craft fair in wicker park. amy was there selling her wares and dawn was helping her out. their booth was next to the folks from poketo. the poketo people seem very cool – they and dawn and amy were fast friends. i bought some of amy’s cards and a tshirt and some wrapping paper.

after renegade i went home and managed to get about half an hour of resting in before i had to get ready for the faith in place fall harvest celebration. i picked up antonio and katie and we spent the next hour stuck in pouring-rain traffic on our way out to oak park. we got there about half an hour late but managed to get some delicious desserts and hear the main presentation. dawn won a bunch of stuff in the silent auction, including a bunch of coffee, tea and hot chocolate for the office and a 3 day weekend at a vacation house. antonio, katie and i were all pretty tired from the weekend so we went straight home to get some sleep.

alliance neon

today

today went pretty well. i stayed at work a few hours later to try to make up for the time i lost on thursday. i got a lot done and am happy with where most of my projects stand. on friday kareem and i had talked about comics and he said he wanted to read ‘y the last man’, which pat got me into a month or so ago. after work, i lent all of my issues to kareem and then travis, kareem and i went to alliance for tea and macchiatos.

and that brings us up to the present. i came home, ate some leftovers and caught up on email. then i put on some tivo’ed ds9 and started writing this. it’s 11 now, which is about 3 hours later than i had fantasized about going to bed tonight…oh – plus my ds9 episode just finished. must be a sign.

coming up: mom and one of her friends are in town for two days to see the king tut exhibit at the field museum. we’ll have dinner wednesday night at the craziest place (within reason) i can think of, so if anyone has suggestions, let me know. this weekend i’m going home for a bunch of family birthdays on one side and trivia in bluegrass, iowa with the other side of the family. next tuesday night is the sufjan stevens concert at the riviera and next saturday is stefapalooza/labrequefest/engagement extravaganza in morris.

why the eff did my tivo record ‘commando’?

yikes, it’s been quite awhile since i’ve written anything! possible activities for the coming months (if i write it here then i _have_ to do it right?):

  • bicycling
  • self-defense class w/cecile
  • archery!
  • spelunking
  • battlestar galactica fridays
  • sufjan stevens concert (sept. 26 – i have an extra ticket if you want to come)
  • stefapalooza/labrequefest/engagement extravaganza in morris, il
  • canadian thanksgiving
  • galileo’s grave premier

this past weekend i flew to LA to visit meghan and do some nerd things with pat. the trip was super! saw a lot of people, picked up some cds and comic books, saw two movies in two great theatres (‘snakes on a plane’ at mann’s chinese theatre and ‘idlewild’ at the arclight dome) and drank some margaritas. also got to eat at baja fresh, in-n-out burger, this great restaurant around the corner from meghan & josh’s apartment called marmalade café, and delicious tacos at tito’s. no mishaps during the weekend – there was a small accident involving strawberry margarita and an uncovered blender and a raging wildfire up north, but nothing that cast a pall over the trip. i saw a bunch of people i hadn’t seen in awhile and was reminded yet again of how great it would be to live in LA, if for no other reason than my best friend and some of the people i spent a lot of time with in college live out there. *sigh* someday guys, someday.

after much deliberation, i decided to buy a car. i looked online on and off for a few months and this past week i finally got serious about it. on friday i bought a 1999 civic ex. it’s a two-door, it’s black and it was insanely cheap for a car that seems to be in incredibly good condition.

after many years of putting it off, i decided to buy (and finally learn to ride) a bike. today after work mark and i went to target and i bought a little purple magna. oh man is it purple. oh man is it little. mark standing next to the bike (in his suit no less, having gone to a client meeting today) was prime photo material and i was so amused that i completely forgot to take a picture.

both the car and bike are ripe for naming. i don’t have any ideas for the car yet, but i’m thinking for the bike maybe like ‘bikey’ (which is the name of one of julia wertz‘s bikes) or ‘squatty’ since it’s pretty ridiculously small. mark asked a guy at the bike shop we went to first if maybe we should try getting me a kids’ bike instead of a full-size and he was like, ‘uh. no.’ so instead i’ve got the smallest “full-size” bike made, basically.

if you have bike or car name recommendations, please leave your ideas in the comments. the more ridiculous/inane/raunchy the better.

p.s. – yes, i don’t know how to ride a bike. …YET!!!

chris

charlie’s brother, chris, was in town so we did a lot of fun stuff:

Friday
  • portillo’s – chicago red hots and italian beefs
  • border’s – hour until movie starts
  • miami vice‘ – most satisfying deaths ever
  • michigan ave. at night
Saturday
  • dick’s sporting goods – buy swimsuits, encounter employees unhappy with their jobs
  • jimmy john’s
  • beach – swim, sunbathe, fly kites, i watch chris and charlie throw a football at each others’ crotches, the lifeguards tell us that basically, fun is not allowed in the water
  • showers and blessed blessed air conditioning
  • la pasadita for carne asada burritos
  • travis’s – margaritas, bond with kareem re: macgyver is kickass, watch ‘unbreakable’
  • tuman’s – meet up with puma crowd, drinking, dancing
Sunday

last night matt and i saw ‘raiders of the lost ark’ at the music box. ‘raiders’ is one of my favorite movies and was a big part of my childhood. it was one of the few movies my dad and i would watch when i was small(er). he loved it because it reminded him of the serials he saw as a kid at the 5¢ movies (or however much they cost) and i loved it, initially, because my dad seemed to really like it and it was something we could enjoy together.

watching it for the first time on the big screen was very exciting. ‘raiders of the lost ark’ was released just before i was born so i’d only seen it on television or in a smaller screening room at northwestern. i’ve noticed that when i watch movies i loved as a child, i can suddenly see where all sorts of seeds of my personality were planted. ‘wargames’ made me forever fall in love with nerds and be attracted to guys that are good at video games and good with computers. ‘clue’ shaped what i think of as funny and influenced my admiration of early to mid-century fashion. when my cousins forced me to watch some episodes of ‘star trek’ because they wanted to watch them and were stuck babysitting me, they hardly could’ve guessed that they launched my life-long obsession with all things roddenberry.

however, while watching ‘raiders of the lost ark’ i saw some other parallels – things that i’d never really noticed but would probably be obvious to anyone familiar with the movie and with me. my fascination with archaeology and ancient egypt is directly related to this movie and i even remember my friend holly, an archaeology major, also talking about how much she loved these movies when she was young.

last night i recalled thinking many years before that marion was the kind of girl i wanted to be. pretty with moxie and able to fit in with the boys. i remember seeing her out-drink that huge guy, handle a machine gun and keep pace with indy as they ran from the exploding airplane and thinking, “she is so cool”. i remember seeing the effect she had on indiana and thinking, “she is AWESOME”.

watching ‘raiders’ so often at such a young age also impressed upon me the idea that indiana jones is What a Man Should Be: intelligent, handsome, physically fit and bold. he always has a dry rejoiner and like macgyver (another childhood crush) he knows how to do stuff – how to survive ancient booby traps, how to find lost treasure, how to fight nazis and escape secret egyptian rooms. he’s also wise/knowledgable – he knows to avert his eyes from the opened ark when the others do not. and…HE’S AN ARCHAEOLOGIST. not a particularly ethical one, but still. brains AND brawn. the only thing missing is music – if indiana played a musical instrument i’d be beside myself. i’m also very aware that this feeling of indy-as-man-to-adore was strengthened by seeing how my father enjoyed the movie and liked the character. if my dad liked this guy – was impressed by him – he must be pretty cool.

i guess i don’t really have an elegant way to wrap up this post. last night i was just really struck by how often i thought, “so THAT’S where that comes from!” did movies influence anyone else this strongly or just me?

update: pat & jessie’s photos

spelunking/cave exploring/whatever was….incredible. the single most exhilarating experience of my life. we drove down early – the drive is about six hours. mark picked me up at 5am and we picked up lindsay and katie at 5:30. we met up with pat and jessie at 6 then started the trip to wyandotte caves near corydon, IN. once we got south of indianapolis the drive was really pretty – lots of exposed rock, hills and trees. the final few miles to the caves was gorgeous – a winding road with trees all around that would part every once in awhile to allow a view of a beautiful valley or hillside.

after lunch at the cracker barrel, we changed into our spelunking clothes and met our guide, dave. we got our helmets and headlamps and were briefed on general cave etiquette. once in the mouth of the cave and through the gate it was immediately much cooler and surprisingly dark. the next 3 hours were spent scrabbling over rock fall, climbing up steep walls of rock and piles of snot rock (dave: they’re slipperier ‘en snot), and crawling through narrow holes.

at one point a sideways cartwheel-like maneuver was required to pass into the main room containing the actual pillar. pat, jessie and mark are all over six feet tall, and had some difficulty with this. for once, i was happy to be small; i could shuffle through it sideways (still very awkward and involved a lot of contorting though). once everyone was through, we found places in the big room to sit and switched off our lights. for the first time we experienced complete darkness; you couldn’t even see a hand right in front of your face. it was very relaxing and not scary at all. we sat for awhile and listened to the bats squeaking and flying around above us.

the way back was much easier and faster. we already knew what we could do and what we could climb, what slippery or stable ground looked like. as we were approaching the mouth, we ran into a walking tour group in the lighted room at the beginning of the cave system. they looked at us – sweaty, happily exhausted, and covered in mud (and possibly bat guano). we looked at them – khakis, gleaming white sneakers, tucked-in polos and button-downs. it was an odd feeling of…i don’t know – accomplishment? macho superiority? no, probably closer to pity because they wouldn’t be able to have the same sort of fulfilling experience we had just had.

we went to the restrooms to clean up and change. everyone’s knees were pretty badly and widely bruised, elbows too. heels of palms were sore and abraded. i got away with the least amount of bruising because i could crouch down in a lot of places where the others had to go on hands and knees. we went for dinner right away and i have never felt like i really earned a meal until that evening. the blue moon was delicious and the steak was fantastic. there was a lot of napping on the drive home.

i think overall it was more strenuous than any of us had anticipated. there was a lot more climbing and lowering yourself down steep angles than i thought there would be. at some point we had just half-slid half lowered ourselves like crabs down a very steep and slippery wall and those of us in the front had a moment to stop and catch our breath. we were standing in the bottom of a steep-walled room, at least fifty feet to the ceiling, with no visible way out. dave pointed his light to the ceiling opposite. there was no opening we could see and the way up looked almost featureless – there was no real rock fall to climb on. we all looked at each other. “we’re going up there??”

everyone had to sign a waiver first, and it was easy to see why. there were a lot of moments when a slip or a misstep could’ve led to someone falling down a rock-lined hole. at any given moment, not being aware of where you were putting your feet and also making sure you had a good hand-hold could’ve meant a bad fall.

i realize looking at this that i’m making it seem impossible or terrifyingly perilous. it was hard and definitely dangerous, but i was surprised by how much i was capable of – i think everyone was surprised to find they could do more and push themselves further than they thought. i was surprised i could climb out of a narrow hole, surprised i could free-climb slippery rock, surprised i could balance in a chimney on one tiptoe while getting my other foot right in front of my chest to lever myself up to the cave floor. surprised by how confident i felt in my ability to do all these things.

i wasn’t surprised by how much i loved it. i think i said “i love this” at least ten times while we were down there. a quarter of the way through mark and i were already planning out our next trip. it was the most wholly physically demanding thing i’ve ever done – today, two days later, my body still hurts in places i didn’t know i had muscles – and every minute was thrilling. i’ve never felt so alive – cliché? yeah, but completely true.

charlie + kite + wind

yesterday was nako and jyl’s birthday beach party. it was great! the heat index was about 105, but that just made the water feel that much cooler. i tried to get rid of my strong tan line from the tank top i wore to the first day of intonation music fest, to no avail. there was delicious watermelon, dragonflies i first mistook for birds due to their freakish size and a super-gay rainbow kite charlie bought for nako. i need to purchase a proper bathing suit so i can go more often!

today the office softball team, the flameguts, won our first game of the season. sure it was the last game. sure we won by playing against ourselves because the other team didn’t show up. BUT WHATEVER. still a victory, and it was the most fun game of the whole season.

tetrisbadge.jpg

last night i was playing some marathon standard tetris on my gba sp (my favorite make-me-sleepy activity) when suddenly the game was interrupted…by a message that said “YOU WON!” (and some other stuff trying to get you to play again…starting from level 1. to hell with that, i always start at level 5). i thought tetris just went on and on without end until your thumbs disappeared in a haze of motion-blur and friction-smoke! …but i guess after you clear level 15 you’re done. yay! i guess i truly deserve my tetris merit badge.