CHICAGO: If Hepatitis C Were Attacking Your Face Instead of Your Liver You'd Be Doing Something About It

I too often dream of trains.

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The 2nd cheer is for cheap eats: 99c breakfast (eggs, bacon, potatoes), $1.99 breakfast (eggs, bacon, sausage, potatoes, french toast) and Swedish meatball lunch, not to mention lingonberries at every turn.

1 Jeer for missing parts in their furniture. In the 3 pieces I put together tonight I was missing 1 screw (easily replaced) and 2 obscure fasteners. Grrr.

Also, Courtney made clear that I was forbidden from having sex at Ikea this time.

http://www.idlewords.com/2006/04/argentina_on_two_steaks_a_day.htm

Eating steaks in Argentina feels like joining a cult. You find yourself leaning on friends to come visit, and writing YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND in all caps more often than feels comfortable. Argentine beef really is extraordinary. Almost all of this has to do with how the cows are raised. There are no factory feedlots in Argentina; the animals still eat pampas grass their whole lives, in open pasture, and not the chicken droppings and feathers mixed with corn that pass for animal feed in the United States. Since this is the way of life a cow was designed for, it is not necessary to pump the animal full of antibiotics. The meat is leaner, healthier and more flavorful than that of corn-fed cattle. It has fewer calories, contains less cholesterol, and tastes less mushy and waterlogged than American meat. And the cows spend their lives out grazing in the field, not locked into some small pen. You can taste the joy.

I think I may have the exact same dishes.

Ditto. I was only able to put my bed together through the good graces of someone's well-stocked toolbox, because the parts sure as hell didn't fit.

saturday i went to a party but was home by 1.

sunday i watched the pats turn the ball over 5 times and still beat the bears. that was great.

starting wednesday i will be house/dog/cat sitting for a friend out in berwyn.

Nick told me he read in the Reader that dan the fan just turned 50. I had no idea he was so up there in age! I mean, he looks a bit older, but not 50.

yes, dan's birthday party was last saturday, c0c0c0ma played along with al3x white, the d1als, and magnetix from france who were the nicest people. the place was packed to past capacity and the brownie to person ratio was still around 5:1. that was a crazy night, that was the night before the morning i stood outside the church listening to gospel music.

I think there are about 3 million people thinking that this is the job for them.

Southern thxgiving was great, I got stuffed on shrimp + rice + veggies, okra, biscuits, and chocolate pecan pie. Then I ate like 10 biscuits for breakfast and gigged at a vast mall-city (weird).

Lots of going out and chillin out this week, I'm sad that it's over.

My weekend was good. Yesterday Kr and I saw the new documentary about Jonestown, at the Siskel Film Center, which I definitely recommend, esp. if all you know about the event is "Kool-Aid laced with cyanide."

I'd love to go to Argentina but not to eat the steaks.

That writer writes like you, Kenan.

What was the doc called?

Did anyone do any shopping on Black Friday? State Street was a mess. Surprisingly, Ikea was very tame.

The doc is called Jonestown: The Life and Death of Peoples Temple.

The trick to Ikea, I found, was to arrive as soon as it opens, know exactly what you want, and get the fuck out of there by 11.

xpost, I mean steak ceviche.

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