cupcakes are like hugs with icing

Mikey told me I should blog about the odd dream I had last night:

The grass in our backyard lawn was getting long. I came out of my house to find that there were now cupcakes sprouting out of the grass. All different kinds of cupcakes too. So when people went to go walk on the lawn they would get frosting all over their shoes. They would look down, totally confused.

If I knew how to lucid dream I would've tried one of those freshly bloomed cupcakes.

movements

spotted on iTunes just now:

"Tenebrae: Second Movement" - Osvaldo Golijov, as performed by Kronos Quartet

it's free, so you have no real excuse, unless you're a neckbeard who refuses to use iTunes. when you're done, make sure to buy the first movement.

things to do when mike visits

1. lollapalooza
2. take him shopping
3. picnics
4. museums and stuff
5. second city
6. chicago pizza
7. millennium park
8. lincoln park
9. cruise down lake shore drive
10. six flags?
11. gameworks
12. meet the parents
13. movies
14. take massive amounts of pictures and post to flickr/blog
15. fall asleep on the chicago el (applies to mike only)
16. play with his iphone (applies to candy only)
17. free grant park symphony concert
18. fireworks on the lake

(will add things as i think of them)

keep a light on those you love

The dog I grew up with, died this morning. It was my decision to put her down. Her quality of life was too heartbreaking to see every day. It was a quick and painless death. But the moment I saw her eyes turn lifeless is the worst feeling I've ever felt in my life.

I still remember the first day I saw her, when I was only in 3rd grade. My mother walked in holding her in her arms. She was so tiny. So tiny that it was my idea to name her Mini. And for the past 16 years, I loved this dog with everything I had.

I couldn't stop listening to this song today:

MP3: Editors - The Weight Of The World

thx for the warning, guyz.

I recently found my picture on the fairfield physical therapy website. I have a feeling my picture will be on this clinic's website 4ever. They never update the thing!

tracks

INT. SUBWAY CAR -- NIGHT

A WELL-DRESSED PANHANDLER addresses the packed tram car. In his late-30s or mid-40s, he is surprisingly well-groomed for a beggar. He hasn't shaved in a couple of days, however, and his voice is a little scratchy.

WELL-DRESSED PANHANDLER
(loudly, to everyone)

Before I get started I just want to say that I'm not tryin' to bother nobody, but please hear me out. This is embarassing, degrading, demoralizing, but when you hear what it is that I have to say . . . you'll understand why I'm doin' it.

Four months ago, I moved here with my newborn son, Nathan, and my wife from Vermont. I just graduated from a six-week security guard training course, which I graduated from at the top of my class, and I'm here tonight asking for your help.

I have to be in Jamaica tomorrow morning at 12:00 with $400 to start my new job, and I have $383 so far. What I'm asking you folks here is that you help me with this last $17.

He turns to address the back half of the car as he goes on.

WELL-DRESSED PANHANDLER
(cont.)

$17, surely you can help with anything. I'm missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime because of $17. Anything you can do will help me and my son out, please.

The man stops talking and stands still, arms out from his hips expectantly, like a king who's just asked his servants for the baubles around their necks.

CLOSE ON THE MAN'S ANKLES shows track marks peering out from the lip of his white socks.

here comes a special typeface

http://achewood.com/index.php?date=07052007

I absolutely love this comic and you might consider this an example of why.

spooky action at a distance

we just saw the new Pixar movie, Ratatouille. cutest movie ever, despite being about a rat. it was quite the splendid date, and candy said i was a complete gentleman--I didn't try to feel her up once!

that just means I have to try harder next time, I guess.

what did one firecracker say to the other firecracker?

...my pop's bigger than your pop!

The fireworks this year seemed a bit lackluster (or maybe I'm just not a dumb struck kid in awe anymore?). But it had its moments. Check out more pics on the flickr.

On second thought, maybe I am still a kid. I really wanted one of those glow in the dark things and some sparklers.

MP3: Voxtrot - Firecracker

welcome to earf

tomorrow is the first day I've had off in six weeks. tonight, I celebrate with fried chicken. candy had this to say:

"it is an american holiday. and what better things do americans do besides eat fried chicken?"

there's only one thing we do better: blow stuff up.

please explain to me the scientific nature of the whammy

Roswell! Roswell!

Where's Scully and Mulder when you need them? By the way, I hear the X Files sequel is inching closer to reality with both Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny on board.

MP3: The Shins - Phantom Limb

to be removed only by owner

hola, webinet. we're starting to build up some tags, so I thought I'd give an explanation of each.

apple - things we post about fruit-based desserts.
ears - posts about the NSA's satcom network.
eyes - wherein we use the word "rod" a lot. heh, rod.
nyc - mostly pictures of small towns in Africa.
rx - read, execute privileges.