The fresh sun inspired a walk through my neighborhood today, the kind of walk that makes me feel in love with everybody and everything. I was in love with the Live Poultry store, the Dinero Mexicano exchange shop with the freaky lighting, the sloppy Arabic on the “Shut down by the Health Department” sign, and [...]
Archive for March, 2008
What’s the deal with men and Flannery O’Connor?
Posted in God, memory, self-indulgence on March 23, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Also, what’s the deal with Coldplay? So much wailing and beats I can barely think straight.
Today is Easter Sunday. A beautiful, hopeful, beautifully hopeful day of TANGIBLE happiness.
No more of this “I vaguely remember happiness existing once in my life…I think it sort of feels the way I feel when I have a pound of [...]
Dealing with Dorks
Posted in things that make me sad on March 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“I think it’s great that you’re going to Guatemala to learn their language. I just can’t figure out why they don’t learn our language when they come here. You know what irritates me? When I see ATMs with an option for Spanish. What’s next? Options for every language?”
This “what’s next” argument is the most horrific [...]
Nouveau Travail, Nouvelle Ville, Nouvelle Ame
Posted in Chicago, coffee, work on March 4, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I have a new job in a new Chicago. Little, falling-apart, pathetic, out-of-everything, crumbly, broke, fabulous MoJoe’s finally surrendered to the nearby Starbucks (so deceptively evil, with its warm lighting and John Coltrane and really NICE baristas!). Contrast the old job with my new job: shiny, silver, constantly-stocked, organic, sleek, RICH, hoity-toity Rich People Cafe* on Michigan [...]
