Wanna see something funny?
Kendle got her eyes dilated at an eye checkup. When I got home she looked all cracked out so I took a picture of her HUGE EYES.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Her vision is really sensitive to start with, like she's always wearing sunglasses and stuff because she cant really see on sunny days without them. So she was seriously blind, and bumping into things around the kitchen trying to get a drink when I came home. It was hilarious!
The EGSC is dead :(
Remember that video game blog I wrote for last year? And then they gave me a free pass to the comic con? Those guys were really nice.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Looks like their site is no longer operational :(
I guess it's a good thing I archived all my articles off to PDF. Way to think ahead Ben!
I suppose that means I have to take that link off my top navigation too. I don't really feel like linking to some tax prep ad.
It's a sad day for everyone.
Piano makes everything better...
I've said it before, and I'll continue to say it. Adding piano to your song will make it 1000% better than it was before.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Let's test the theory, shall we? First listen to Skrillex. I warn you, this shit stain on the music industry will probably make your ears bleed a little. This is Dub Step and it is terrible. You should at LEAST listen to the first 1:00 of the video, as "the drop" happens at :45 and you don't want to miss it. To understand all that is dubstep, this is all you need to understand. It's electronic...heavy base, and at some point it "drops" into just random noise.
I always wondered what my kids would listen to that would piss me off. This is it. All those years of Nine Inch Nails my parents had to suffer through...this will be my punishment, I'm sure of it.
Anyways, on to prove the theory, right? So you listened to at least a minute of that last one right? What...you listened to the whole thing!? Way to hang in there, I'm impressed. Anyways, here's the exact same song, arranged on a piano.
Ahhhh, that's SO MUCH BETTER isn't it? When you can actually hear the melodies and movements, and you start to wonder if maybe Skrillex is a secret musical genius who just happens to make his millions banging on a sound board instead of a real instrument?
It's that awkward moment when you realize that you maybe should have stuck with the piano like your mom wanted you to.
The $7 Bass Beer
I went out this weekend. I went out downtown Chicago. I went out at some bar called Rockit. Upon entering I was happy to see they had Bass on tap. It's been awhile guys. A real long time since I've had Bass from the keg. Sure I've had it in bottles, and I've had all manner of other beers in kegs, but nothing really compares to Bass from the tap.
Monday, March 12, 2012
So SUCCESS! I'm out and I've got my favorite drink and all is right with the world...until I get the bill (for the record, they did not have prices ON the menu).
"7?!" I said to the bartender, handing her a 20 dollar bill. She just sorta shrugged and looked at me like I had just spit in her eye.
So she hand's me back 13, and I think about it, and decide that you tip for good service. And getting the stink eye is not really good service. I also came to the conclusion that if you charge me the same amount for one pint as I can get a 6-pack, you have already included your tip in that price.
So in an effort to save some cash, I switched to Bud light, the cheapest looking beer on there. How much for a bottle of Bud Light? Go ahead...guess. I'll wait.
Other than that, it was a pleasant evening, capped off with a cab ride home with Pete, Divya and her sister. The whole ride home the cabbie was lecturing me on the cost to clean the cab if anyone puked and kept making me reassure him that everyone was "ok to ride."
The girl on the ground is what Divya looked like (she was the birthday girl after all) and the girl standing up is what Pete looked like...minus the heels and dress, and plus nice shoes, pants and a nice button-up.
Epic Burger...the REAL one
Some of you may remember my Epic Burger post. I went, and while it was a good burger, I felt like the choices were limited.
Thursday, March 08, 2012
Enter the Butcher and the Burger.
This place is not only closer to my job, but it's better. You do pay about 5 bucks more than you do at EB, and you don't get a Coke. So yeah...it's way expensive. But choices? Let's talk about choices.
First off, you pick the kind of meat you want. Turkey, standard hamburger, pork, salmon, grass-fed beef. They have a ton of choices.
Next you pick what spices they blend in. I got something with ghost pepper in it. It was intense.
Pick your bun, they have 5 different choices, and finally pick your toppings. Pretty standard there, lettuce, tomato, onion, different cheeses, etc. Those are all included in the price. They of course have paid extras too, like bacon, fried egg, or avocado.
All in all, you can craft exactly the kind of burger you want, which is what I thought Epic Burger would be. Clearly this is the better choice is money is no object.
There was one little hiccup while I was there. The guy who took my order asked if I wanted fries. I kinda thought about it a little, and he said "have you ever had our fries? No? Well here take a sample" and handed me a bowl full of fries for me to take one. After all that effort I said I'd take the fries, but this was after he said "Plus this way I get one too" and snarfed on down as well. Apparently that was a big no no, the manager saw it and ragged on the guy right in front of me (in my book that's a big no no). Somehow I ended up getting charged 3 cents for the "free sample." I'm not pissed about the 3 cents...I'm pissed because I BOUGHT a damn order of fries because of the sample, and it was only one fry.
Suffice it to say, if you go in there, the fries are great. If you know you want fries, turn down the sample 'cause it ain't free.
Reality vs Delusions of Grandeur
It's warm out there, so I pulled on my workmans jacket which is the best thing I have for 55 degree weather. It's a long green coat with no pockets and it only buttons shut. I filled my backpack with provisions for the day. Lunch, a good book for the ride to work, and some medicine for a sore throat. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and headed out the door. The wind was intense. It was blowing my coat, which I had left unbuttoned, open so it was flowing in the wind.
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
I felt epic. I felt like a wastelander, making my way to some hovel of a house, where I would inevitably have to fight hoards of zombies, or irradiated spiders the size of dogs. I...I felt like this:
But in reality, I looked like this:
The Crossing Guard
There is a lady on my bus in the mornings. She sometimes takes my bus, she sometimes waits for the California/Kedzie bus. She's a crossing guard and she knows every little kid on the bus, so I assume she's a crossing guard at a school for wherever they bus kids from Logan Square to.
Friday, March 02, 2012
Today I saw something that just warmed my cold little heart. This little girl stands up and tugs on her reflective vest. She turns around and you can see her eyes light up. "Oh hey, how are you doing? How's your school work going?"
This is not the first kid she's done this to, so I know that she's just like this with all the kids at the school.
Well apparently the crossing guard has been getting extra copies of worksheets from the school where she works at, and handing them to kids. Today she was telling a young girl how smart she was, and "Did [she] like the last one [she] got for her?" The kid said it was too easy, so the crossing guard now turns to a random stranger on the bus and says "See that, I told you she was smart." The stranger agreed and smiled at the girl. Back to the kid, "Well I'll have to get you a harder one next time. It's going to be real hard, but I bet you will get it, because you are so smart."
By the end of this the little kid was of course beaming a mile wide. Not only had an adult recognized her as smart, but so did 1/2 the bus. Someone was proud of her and her accomplishments.
Now I won't make any comments on the little girl's home life or anything, because I don't know anything about it. For all I know she get's the same kind of attention at home every day. But to see it happen in a public setting, unsolicited, was awesome.
So kudos to you crossing guard lady, not only did you help a small child's confidence, but you have restored my faith in humanity as well. You aren't just impacting the lives of little children with your worksheets, you are impacting adults as well.
Picture not related, but representative.