Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Do The Shuffle!

The Bears are going to the Super Bowl! Holla!









You shoulda seen the great block I made before this TD run.

same old shit, different movie

It's funny that Norbit and Night At The Museum are coming out now because I was JUST saying to myself. "The world really needs another movie starring Ben Stiller/Owen Wilson and another where Eddie Murphy plays more than one character." Thank you Hollywood for giving the public exactly what we crave.

sarcasm over

Friday, January 19, 2007

White Out "to the"

This week I got promoted to Assistant General Manager. This means I am officially the #2 person in the restaurant. Day-to-day it really doesn't change much in my duties at work. I've already had the responsibilities of an AGM, except now I have the expectations and the pay rate of one. The pay rate is the good part since its a substantial increase. Also, now I get to go to the General Manager Conference later this month in California and stay at a swanky resort and drink and dine on the company's dime for 4 days.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

88 Mph

I saw something on TV about this company that takes old Deloreons and fixes them up for resale. The guy said they typically cost around $25k for what he calls a "brand new 25 year old car." Really makes me want to buy one, and then drive around blasting "Power of Love" by Huey Lewis and the News out the windows.

Reminds me of the time the 201 boys and I wante to make flux capacitors and stick them in the back seat of our cars. I really wanted to do it, but never got around to it.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Countdown to What?

I've never been a big fan of New Years. I just don't understand what there is to celebrate. To me, it just means that the next few weeks I'm going to write down the wrong year and have to scratch it out. I guess some people like New Years because it means a fresh start and a new beginning. If you ask me, thats for people that suck at life. If you need a new year to make resolutions and better yourselves, then maybe you should ask yourself what the fuck you been doing for the last 11 months.

My New Years resolution is to smoke less crack.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Cheezborger!

Tonight my total direct contribution to homeless people in Chicago has climbed to $2.12. I've made it a personal policy of mine not to give money to these guys because A) I don't know if they'll use the money wisely B) They could be faking it just so they can get some money without really working.

In the 21 months I've lived here I've only given money to 3 different people. The first was a few months ago when I gave $1 to some guy who claimed to be diabetic and wanted to get something from "MACDonalds." When I gave him a dollar he asked for another. I told him "no." It was 6:45 in the morning and I probably hadn't had my coffee yet that morning. He caught me off guard.

The second was some crack-whore looking lady who followed me down the sidewalk as I was walking up to the Eric Clapton concert. She said she was 3 months pregnant and was smoking a cigarette. I gave her a dollar just so she would stop following me.

The third and final was tonight when some guy followed me and asked for some "change." Now, when someone says "change" I think coins. I had some coins in my pocket (a dime and 2 pennies) so I gave it to him. He looked at it and said, "Awwww."

Instead of giving money to these guys I donate monthly to the Chicago Food Depository, so I'm not completely heartless.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Latka

As I was waiting for the bus tonight I saw a truck towing a flat bed trailer drive by. On the trailer was a film crew of 2 camera men, a director, two lighting guys, as well as a taxi cab with 3 people inside. They were obviously filming something, but what I have no idea. Whatever it was it wasn't accurate. First, the light on top of the cab was still lit and anyone who lives in a city knows that when the light is on that means the cab is available. Second, the cab driver inside was way too hot to be driving a cab. Most cab drivers are old grumpy men with names that are hard to pronounce. Not one of them is a sexy 20-something woman. Somebody needs to work on that.