Month: February 2007

CHICAGO! (Pictures)

I promised you guys a recap with pictures, and I don’t like breaking my promises.

Just so you know, this is totally out of order and random. So here goes. 🙂

On my flight out to Chicago, there were some snafus. Firstly, there were tons of people going into O’Hare for some reason, so they asked us to reroute. But the pilot wasn’t sure we had enough fuel. So that possibly a delay (we were already 30 minutes late). This is the face I made when I heard that news:

Moof

We had enough fuel to take the reroute. But when someone asked the flight attendant if they were SURE, the flight attendant answered “I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out!”

That’s SUCH a Southwest Airlines response!

But, I eventually made it there. The flight was scheduled to land at 6:15pm CST, and I landed at 6:30pm CST, so it worked out because the reroute ended up being quicker.

I spent several days and nights in Chicago. It was balls-freezing cold, but I enjoyed it anyway. I ate well, got a lot of exercise (let me tell you how hard it is to walk through 12 inches of snow, especially unshoveled!), and hung out with a lot of great people: adamselzer, saintscribble, jebbyk, ralinad, projectlost1 just to name a few, and of course, the awesome Mr. Mike Smith, who so graciously went along on a journey to Hot Doug’s for my first Chicago-style hotdog, which was THE BOMB.

Chicago-y Food at Hot Doug's

The line for this place wound around the block. It was freezing outside. I’d trudged through lots of snow to get here. I really did walk uphill in the freezing cold and snow to get there.

It was SO worth it.

On the left—The Dog. An all-beef hot dog with a bit of a snap to it, tomatoes, relish, mustard, celery salt, and a pickle, all on a poppy seed bun. There are supposed to be onions but you know I asked that those be held. I also didn’t get the sport peppers, which you really aren’t supposed to eat anyway. You’re supposed to throw them at cars.

OMGz THE YUMMERZ!!!!!! It was my first Chicago-style hotdog, will NOT be my last by any means.

On the right—Smoked Chicken Cordon Bleu Sausage with Apple Ale Mustard and Applewood-Smoked Cheddar Cheese. Interesting flavors. It was okay, no where near as good as The Dog, though. Mmmmm.

On the very far right—duck fat fries. Only available Saturdays and Sundays. Mmmmm.

A blizzard hit the city on Tuesday, which made trudging through the snow to find adamselzer‘s newly released book a challenge. It was that stinging snow, too. The kind that hurts when it hits your face. Yow.

Among the other things I did: took the Metra train out to Naperville to attend the Children’s Literature Breakfast. I’m glad I went because not only were there ace donuts, but I got a bag of free stuff, and I was surrounded by authors, some who said they’d tried submitting up to ten agented manuscripts before they finally sold. I immediately stopped being so hard on myself and felt compelled and ready to get back in the game. In addition, I got to hear best-selling author Brian Selznick speak, who wrote the book The Invention of Hugo Cabret which is pretty much like an epic novel if I’ve ever seen one.

The weird part was that at the Metra station, you wait by the tracks for your train to come, of course. There are these speakers with this weird, haunting voice: track number six, track number ten, track number eight. They say it over and over and let me tell you, at 6:15am, that’s CREEPY.

A huge group of people celebrated jebbyk‘s 30th birthday at a fancy restaurant called Marche. I didn’t eat much, BELIEVE ME. Anyway, Jen looked stunning:

The Birthday Girl

The Birthday Girl

Of course, there was Adam’s book signing:

Reading & Signing

A snowy sidewalk:

Snow in Chicago

And goood memories all around. I can’t wait to go back, when it’s warmer, and take more pictures. I saw many gorgeous opportunities, but it was just tooo dang cold. However, ralinad is an AWESOME photographer, and he got some beautiful pictures despite the chill in the air, so check out his LJ or his flickr pages.

And yup, that was my trip. In a nutshell of sorts.

Eventually, I’d like to post a video from Adam’s book reading/signing, but I’m having computer drama at the moment. Seems as though all of my USB ports have been disabled for some reason.

Later.

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…But What Doesn’t Suck

· Solving the mystery of the shorted paycheck;
· Getting a free limited edition Tristan Eaton silkscreen print on metal;
· Rollos from the Rollo Fairy 🙂
· Two new rubber duckies. Now I have a snow ducky, a vampire ducky, a jester ducky, and a ducky holding a heart that says “Be Mine.”
· Temperatures ABOVE freezing! Hallelujah! It’s 39Âş out there now. HEAT WAVE!
· Finding a free glare-reducing screen for my work computer;
· Heart-shaped chocolates all over the office;
· Only 20 minutes to go! YAY.

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You Know What Sucks?

My nose is dripping like a drippy thing, my throat and ears hurt, my body feels like a shell of itself, my head alternates between feeling like it’s filled with helium or weighs 300 pounds, my back aches, and THERE IS STILL 90 MINUTES TO GO ‘TIL I CAN BLOW THIS POP STAND.

Time is going very slowly. If only it had gone this slowly when I was in Chicago…

Stupid time.

My bed is a-callin’. “Yoo-hoo!!!!” it’s saying. HURRY UP, TIME!

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Hmmm

I’d like to review adamselzer‘s book on Amazon or Barnes & Noble, however, I probably will not because the rules for customer reviewers are apparently different from those for “real” reviewers. For example, “real” reviewers can use the words “sex ed” and they can use “profanity” such as “wiseass,” or “smartass” but someone like me cannot.

That is really annoying, not to mention quite the double standard.

Over the past week, I got to watch some Sarah Silverman. Some of her jokes are very funny, but honestly, I think a lot of them are just plain MEAN. It’s one thing to poke fun at races or what not, but there is a difference between poking fun and at insulting, and she borderline insults people. I think that’s her way of really showing how ridiculous stereotypes are… but I can’t tell if she’s playing a role or if she really believes some of the things she says, like this one:

“Everyone knows that the best time to get pregnant is when you’re a black teenager.”

I know I’m ultra sensitive, though, and she’s brash and in-your-face with the slurs and such. While her show is just plain wacky, I’m not sure how I feel about her stand up material. With that said, some of her stuff is hilariously funny. Her joke about Martin Luther King farting in the car while his family is with him, then putting up all the windows and turning on the heat had me laughing for hours after hearing it.

And now I digress.

I found the service plan for my laptop, so I’m going to back up the most important things and then take it in this Wednesday. That’s the plan anyway—provided I’m not still hanging on to this cold that’s currently making me miserable.

Speaking of, it’s lunchtime aka naptime for me. Later!

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Home

There is always drama at O’Hare, I swear. This time, the flight had a weight restriction put on it, and they were asking people to give up their seats for a $250 travel voucher, a free overnight hotel stay, free breakfast, and the first flight out tomorrow. I thought about it and figured, why not? I’d get another night in Chicago and some poor soul wouldn’t have to be bumped off the flight. I could get into Columbus about 9am, go straight to work from there (my car was there anyway), and then drive home that evening. So I volunteered. I ended up getting on anyway, so I guess it all worked out. I sure would have liked that travel voucher, though.

I was worried about my car. The weather has been crazy lately, from what I understand. I was worried it’d be buried in caked-on snow and ice, and once I got that out, that it wouldn’t start. But when the cab pulled over to the car, it was pretty much cleaned off. Not sure if my co-workers were nice enough to do it for me, or if the wind just blew that way, but my car was fine. It also started right up! 🙂 I was so happy and relieved!

So now I’m home, trying to figure out where the mysterious poop smell is coming from (I have a feeling it involves the letters L-U-C-Y) and getting ready to go to bed. Lucy is currently cussing me out and I am starting to get a bugger of a head cold. Blech.

More pictures and trip recap soon. 🙂

Night, er… morning. Eep.

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