John, am I your only Jewish friend
Ì’m pöstìñg ìñ gìbbêrìsh för thê rêst öf thê dåý.
That’s not really gibberish, is it? This is gibberish:
moomoo floompah rumpalumpa schmee. Hummah hummah maka froopah moo.
(xp) Ha, not true. In fact, I tried to call my friend Aaron (I know, right?) who first introduced me to kugel in college — but I guess I must have an old number for him because I got a “not in service” message.
I mean Jêwìsh frìêñd.
No, but it’s what dudes use to internationalize software, apparently (like to show that the strings can be changed for translation).
^^^^my roommate to thread
Hush, I have Kontroll and a documentary about Jewish homos coming today, I am very excited.
— Laurel (sininspac...), December 8th, 2006.
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Trembling Before G-d? I tried to get people to see that with me a few years ago, but no one bit, so I still haven’t seen it.
— jaymc (jmcunnin...), December 8th, 2006.
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Yeah!
— Laurel (sininspac...), December 8th, 2006.
Jenny did you end up seeing this?
i wrote a paper on that movie once
Is it good? I haven’t seen it yet (just popped it on netflix) but I got the Zorn soundtrack a long time ago.
None of you take Metra, do you? Apparently there was a shooting at Ogilvie this afternoon, and all trains have been delayed until further notice.
Ooooh I do. All lines? I ride the Electric.
Ah, looks like only ones that come in and out of that part of the Loop.
“ones” GOD DAMN IT I’M RETARDED
Oh yeah I forgot about you, Dan!
Hi, Chicago. Bye, Chicago.
I rented a car today and it is such a color as to maybe earn me some extra $$ as a gypsy cab. Weird that they would make a rental of a compact car in Taxi-Cab/OSHA Yellow.
I leave for the Great Lakes state tomorrow AM.
I think I’m okay, but I’m going to go to the station early just to be sure.
And yes, I am v. selfish to be concerned with my commute when someone may have lost their life. :(
And yes, I am v. selfish to be concerned with my commute when someone may have lost their life. :(
No no, I think this is the distilled essence of city living.
Oh yeh. The reason I was talking about the rental car is that it has no CD player, but it does have an “Audio In” jack. Hooray! This saves me time and effort of burning CDs.
Shooting think looks like someone went postal on the 38th floor?
There is nothing wrong or even wrong-sounding (to me) about “ones.” You could change it to “Only those trains that I take...” but I think “ones” is probably preferable in casual conv.
Just talked to Jenny. Apparently things are all kinds of fucked up downtown. She was wondering why, after getting out of her exam, she could not get home.
And yes, I am v. selfish to be concerned with my commute when someone may have lost their life. :(
This was pretty much Jenny’s reaction. Though I do have to say that I don’t think she knows the extent of what’s up.
She was wondering why, after getting out of her exam, she could not get home.
Uh oh. I didn’t think this had an impact on CTA, though. In fact, CTA is supposedly honoring Metra tickets tonight.
HELP!
hello chicago ILX people! i’m not in chicago. i’m in toronto. i haven’t read any of this thread so i have no idea what i’m interrupting... but anyhoo...
i just found out i’m going to chicago tomorrow! so i need knee-jerk, off-the-cuff, top-of-your-head suggestions for what i should do tomorrow (saturday) night. i’m staying at the hilton downtown (michigan ave), so i assume i’m fairly central, but probably all the cool stuff is further away. i’m not afraid of cabs. i won’t be heading out until 10–11ish, and would prefer a cool bar/spot rather than a gig.
ideas?
Oh wait. Apparently it was all just wacky activity on the street. She said CTA is fine.
the offender was armed with a snub-nosed revolver, a knife, and a hammer. he was shot to death by the cops. he may also have shot himself.
Also, Metra is working again.
Rumors kill thread.
going home kills thread.
Enough filth/hilarity for one day — I’m going home! Actually that’s a lie, I’m going to eat pork dumplings with Carly. See you popsicles later!
Hi Rob.
There isn’t much to do downtown. I’m not feeling particularly inspired so I’m just going to state the sort-of-obvious and say go to Wicker Park (northside Damen stop on the Blue Line). There’s lots to do there. The Damen/Division area has bars, but it’ll also be clogged with hipsters. There are a few good spots, like Small Bar, Rainbo, and Gold Star. Others will probably dispute my choices (and rightly so) but that’s what springs to mind at the moment.
Keep us updated, maybe some of us will come out?
What’s the name of that bar where we went with Pete Smith where Jeff got Kravitzed? That’s a pretty good bar for the location.
Or SHIT, go to Old Timers! Lake and Michigan.
none of you know how to speak gibberish.
nuhthugun othuhguv yuhthugoo nuhthuhgoh huhthuhgow tuhthuhgoo spuhthuhgeek jithuguhbuhthuhgerrithuhgish
That’s Schiavo, not gibberish.
I’m revisiting my childhood by watching Letterman clips on YouTube. The best is when he obviously hates the whole idea of the bit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ns-NBzraXqI&mode=related&search=
Saw Clerks II tonight. It was good. Goodbye Horses was kind of great.
Aw hell. Here’s the clip itself. I love the “Oooh!”
Whaaat?
“Goodbye Horses” was released as a single in 1991 together with the b-side song “White Lines”
I think we’re having two different conversations.
Aw hell. Here’s the clip itself.
Where?
I sure wish this tea was coffee.
haha
Coffee is plentiful in these parts. Go get some.
I just made vodka pasta for lunch. I don’t think there’s anything that smells quite as good as onions and garlic being fried in a little oil.
In-building laundry is a whole new way to do laundry. I realize now that the main reason I always let my dirty clothes stack up to the sky was because it was a giant pain in the ass to wash them. I thought it was because I was inherently lazy or something. No. It really IS a pain in the ass. It’s not just me.
So anyway, now that I don’t have to go down the street or (yikes) six blocks away like I did at my last place, laundry is no longer an event. It’s just a couple of dollars that you spend during a time that you’d be hanging around at home anyway. This is the way it should be.
Dan, you are so right. And I don’t even LIKE onions! I made a 3-egg scram with tomato, havarti, and scallions, and then went to the farmers’ market and bought like 15 lbs of apples??? WTF? Guess I’m making pies tomorrow.
If any of youse live in the 60657 area code, you can get free laundry—pick up and delivery—from Mud Room until 1/31. http://www.mud-room.com/
I got one of those stupid money saver junk mails last week and actually opened because it was either that or study and LO. Free laundry. They are coming next Thursday at 9 AM to pick up our dirties. They are dropping it off clean at 5:30 that evening. For free.
Couldn’t have come at a better time, either!
Generally, I really like doing laundry. I even like going to the laundromat. But exam time ruins everything, so I used the Spin Cycle’s drop off service last week and this free thing next week.
You’d think that two cats would mean twice as much litterbox to clean, right? But it’s more like three times as much. With one cat, I clean the box every other day and it’s no worry. I’m cleaning the box every day now, and there’s enough pee an poop to put my one little kitty to shame. This a pee-stravaganza. A poop-tacular.
You know what’s awesome? Cranberry juice.
You know what else is awesome? Pulp-free orange juice mixed with lemon-flavored sparkling mineral water. Cocktails in the afternoon, yo.
Hi. This is probably a longshot, but is anyone interested in going to see the Chicago Blackhawks v. Detroit Red Wings ice hockey contest on Thursday evening? I am considering it.
How much are tickets?
Last time I went we got the cheap seats, day of the game. They were $10.
Tonight I did something that will enormously impact my life. I turned the radiator off in my bedroom. Oh, I know it sounds silly, but you just don’t know. That thing was a monster. It made my nights hell, and there was no knob on it. It woke me up in the early morning, incredibly hot but unable to sweat, parched, gasping. Well, today I got a wrench, and everything will be better from now on. Tonight I will sleep. Tonight will be totally different. I will remember this night better than my wedding night.
I did this hours ago, the turning off, but at the time I did it, it worried me. I felt the radiator getting cooler, but then I walked around and felt that all of the other radiators were also getting cooler. Had I done it wrong? Had I turned the gas valve in the wrong direction? Of course, the heat was off all over the building at the time. I did not know that for sure then.
It wasn’t until about half an hour ago that I really had confirmation. The radiator in my bathroom was hot as a curling iron, and the one in my living room was hot as all bleeding hell. BUT... the one in my bedroom remained room temperature. YES! YESSSSSSSS! WOO BLOODY FUCKING HOO! I will not wake up at five in the morning unable to breathe because my room is ridiculously, punishingly hot!
You can’t imagine how happy I am.
I’m so happy I could fuck a pumpkin.
I’m still walking into my bedroom every few minutes to put my hands all over the radiator and feel its coolness, as if I can’t quite believe it. Oh, so cool. Oh, so totally off. Oh.
Mornin’.
MORNIN, LADY FRIEND.
Mourning.
Did someone die?
Speaking of death, I’m reading a book called Corpse. I’m learning all about forensic pathology, and in the process, all about what happens to a dead body. Grim and totally fascinating.
Ooh, I’ll read that one eventually — it looked good. I still have to find that book about rats, too. (Such pleasant reading from us — is Nick still waiting to read my book about poison? Sarah, you might want to pack your own lunches for a while.)
No, no one died. I’m just kidding.
I put that poison book on my amazon wishlist too. I hope my inlaws aren’t freaked out.
Corpse is GREBT
Also, good morning.
I went to a lot of gay bars this weekend. It was interesting.
Why do all these homosexuals keep sucking my cock?
ha ha
Yeah, Nick still wants to read that. He looked for it at the library, but they didn’t have it (at all—it wasn’t checked out either). Also, it’s on his amazon wishlist.
Corpse is wonderful. I am pretty sure I still have it somewhere if anyone wants to borrow it.
how are you holding up wrt finals, Jenny?
hi everyone!
Tired. I’m halfway done, though. One on Friday then the big paper on the 19th. Then freedom, sweet freedom.
I’ll keep the spirit alive.
oh man, that song is so hilariously bad
AND YET SO SMOOTH
And now so, so stuck in my head.
I heard it on the radio on my way back from TJ’s the other week and while it was horrible, I couldn’t turn it off. I didn’t turn it off.
You only did what was natural. I wouldn’t turn it off, either.
Tired. I’m halfway done, though. One on Friday then the big paper on the 19th. Then freedom, sweet freedom.
i’ve got ‘till thursday. HOLLERRRRRRR
you misspelled “holla”
That’s how they spell it in Montaner.
So Evan, how long before you can go to doctor school? And then how long until you are a doctor and I can sue you for medical malpractice?
JUST KIDDING.
I may take the PINK LINE somewhere tomorrow. I’ve not ridden the pink line yet. This is potentially exciting.
i almost did the same thing last week, i was in the loop and thought about taking the pink line and getting off at ashland just so i could say i’ve ridden it. that and the yellow line are the only two i’ve yet to be on.
that and the yellow line are the only two i’ve yet to be on.
Yeah, me too.
I’ve been on all but the pink.
I watched someone make and then eat a salami and mayonnaise sandwich and wash it down with a couple cans of Bud Light (which he then threw off the train) on the yellow line.
I have to go to Halstead and Randolph. Is that a reasonable area for a directionally impaired woman to walk around at 1:30 or so in the afternoon?
i don’t think i’ve ever been to skokie so i’m not even sure why i’d take the yellow line. what’s out there? there must be something there to support a branch of the cta, right? or since we’re discussing the cta and prudent management isn’t exactly it’s strong suit, maybe not.
xpost to jenny, yes, you’ll be fine. that’s oprahtown.
I rode the Pink line down to E’s in Pilsen right after it started operation. The only really interesting part was taking the Paulina connector thingy.
xpost: Halsted/Randolph? Yeah, I’d say so.
Yeah, Halstead and Randolph is easy. You can see downtown from there, directly east of you just a few blocks. No getting lost.
oh, and that reminds me, I LOST MY FUCKING CHICAGO CARD PLUS!!!! i got on the bus this morning and touched my wallet to the rfid reader and nothing happened, so i went to take my card out of my wallet and it wasn’t in there. so in addition to losing my card it cost me $6 to get to/from work today.
pissed off at myself about this.
I watched someone make and then eat a salami and mayonnaise sandwich and wash it down with a couple cans of Bud Light (which he then threw off the train) on the yellow line.
That’s kind of awesome. Salami + balls.
jenny: five years!
there must be something there to support a branch of the cta, right?
Oh man, that blows. I thought I lost my driver’s license when I went to Midway last week... I went to go through security and it wasn’t there. They accepted my UofC staff ID, though, and I went around fuming about how I wasn’t going to be able to go to bars in Nashville. Then I completely tore my wallet apart and found that it had somehow gotten into a pocket I never use and was completely hidden from view. WHEW.
i can’t read that.
er, xpost.
motherfucker. i need my 9 digit chicago card plus account number to retrieve a forgotten password? really? well that’s very helpful if you want to log on BECAUSE YOU LOST YOUR GODDAMN CARD.
Okey doke. I’m super unfamiliar with pretty much anything west of Wacker and my directional impairedness, which I sometimes think borders on learning disability level impaired, combined with existing unfamiliarity and being out of sight of the lake always ratchets up my apprehension to unusual levels. Plus we watched Marathon Man last night and the part after he escapes from the Nazi dentist and goes running off into the New York night made me realize that if I’m ever kidnapped by Nazi dentists and I manage to escape I will probably have zero clue where I am, much less be able to figure out how to get somewhere familiar, especially if someone just drilled into my front tooth sans anesthesia.
Anyway, all that plus the potential of street harassment would assure that I took a cab. But if Oprah lives there, I’m cool. And Kenan, you’d be amazed at the perfectly benign circumstances under which I can get totally and completely lost.
Skokie is a pretty big ‘burb.