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This is what people say when you have a cold day after some really warm ones. It happens every year. It happens every month. It happened today.
I have been on a hot streak of not writing. Sorry if this throws a wrench anyone’s day.
I did in fact run into Conan O’Brien two days in a row in Lincoln Park.
Day 1: Walking down the street with large green glasses talking on cell phone. Very tall and pasty.
Day 2: Gets out of white van in front of me and walks right into Potbelly’s which is my destination, too. Orders an Italian on white with no hot peppers. Very tall and pasty again. Notice that hair does not really poof in his street life.
I left Conan alone and it’s not because I didn’t want to bother him. I did in fact want to bother him and have a nice conversation. Instead I decided that I just couldn’t play it cool. Starstruck. What’s a guy in Chicago to do?
I have never before been excited to move into an actual apartment structure like I am now. I found a nice spacious apartment overlooking Historic Grand Avenue in St. Paul. It’s on the third floor over a Bruegger’s Bagel Bakery. Additionally, no landlord has ever asked me what colors of Restoration Hardware paint I would like on my walls before I moved in. What a guy! The apartment is also old and beautiful and I think it was a pretty good find.
Better yet, S and I also made up a very good game driving home from the Twin Cities. One of the best car games that I’ve ever thought of. It’s called “Man or Woman”. The player playing has to see cars in advance and decide whether it is a man or a woman driving them. After deciding, the driver speeds up to take a look. S finished 39/50 in gender identification and that sounds pretty good to me. Please note that this game is also very dangerous as sometimes the driver may exceed 90 mph to get a good look.
Lastly, my week in Barcelona was one of the best of my life. I will post pictures on my flickr soon.
I have been on a hot streak of not writing. Sorry if this throws a wrench anyone’s day.
I did in fact run into Conan O’Brien two days in a row in Lincoln Park.
Day 1: Walking down the street with large green glasses talking on cell phone. Very tall and pasty.
Day 2: Gets out of white van in front of me and walks right into Potbelly’s which is my destination, too. Orders an Italian on white with no hot peppers. Very tall and pasty again. Notice that hair does not really poof in his street life.
I left Conan alone and it’s not because I didn’t want to bother him. I did in fact want to bother him and have a nice conversation. Instead I decided that I just couldn’t play it cool. Starstruck. What’s a guy in Chicago to do?
I have never before been excited to move into an actual apartment structure like I am now. I found a nice spacious apartment overlooking Historic Grand Avenue in St. Paul. It’s on the third floor over a Bruegger’s Bagel Bakery. Additionally, no landlord has ever asked me what colors of Restoration Hardware paint I would like on my walls before I moved in. What a guy! The apartment is also old and beautiful and I think it was a pretty good find.
Better yet, S and I also made up a very good game driving home from the Twin Cities. One of the best car games that I’ve ever thought of. It’s called “Man or Woman”. The player playing has to see cars in advance and decide whether it is a man or a woman driving them. After deciding, the driver speeds up to take a look. S finished 39/50 in gender identification and that sounds pretty good to me. Please note that this game is also very dangerous as sometimes the driver may exceed 90 mph to get a good look.
Lastly, my week in Barcelona was one of the best of my life. I will post pictures on my flickr soon.
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