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You guys, I'm in love.

It's beautiful, isn't it? It's a Microkorg. But not just any Microkorg. It's the reverse key one. PRETTTTTYYYYY. Granted, I'm not really in a band (well...) and it's been some time since I've touched an instrument (that's what she said?) but look, I swear, if I had this beaut of a synth, my life would rule so hard. Now, if I had the heart to shell out a week's worth of pay to get my paws on one of 'em. Hmmm.

Chicago is not that far away.

There are three very obvious songs that come to mind when "Philadelphia" is thrown into the mix: Bruce Springsteen's "Streets of Philadelphia", Elton John's "Philadelphia Freedom", and Neil Young's "Philadelphia". I love them all though I probably love the city much more than any song possible. Of the three, Neil Young's is my favorite.

Extremely Out of It

Am I allowed to admit that I haven't been listening to music? To good music? To relevant music? Not too long ago, I religiously would check for new things to let pour through my headphones and speakers but now, now! Gosh. Did you know cilantro plants flower? Because mine are currently flowering and my tomatoes are coming in and who knew that it was at all possible to grow anything on a Chicago balcony in cheap terra cotta planters.

I've been listening to a lot of pop-punk from my youth. Embarrassing? I guess it should be, but it's not at all. Love it lots. I know all of the words to Saves the Day's "At Your Funeral".



Being preoccupied is okay. I shouldn't let this blog die, though, as I thoroughly enjoy writing in it. Well, here's to more posting. I leave for Philadelphia in a handful of hours; I'll be gone for a week and I have been floating quite a bit recently that I think this trip is muchly needed to ground me, to remind me that my life rules so hard instead of only occasionally ruling and being okay the rest of the time. I hope my tomatoes will be okay.

There Will Be A Picture of Scarlett Johansson Here When I Get Home

Today, I listened to the Scarlett Johansson album. You know the one. Tom Waits cover album? Yeah, well, look, I think she's hot. I am jealous that she's two-years-and-some months older than me and she's probably living THE LIFE. THE LIFE that involves making an album 'cause you want to, on a whim, with awesome people so that dowdy, homely, mildly adorable bloggers can blog about it at work and think, "Jeez, this is pretty terrible but that's okay because, obviously, she's having fun and she's hot." Good Lord. I want THE LIFE.

difficulties

It is not easy to update a blog without Internet access.

Oh my goodness, what have I been doing?

Well! Not updating my blog, obviously. For someone who sits in front of a computer all day at work and, you know, "writes", I'm pretty terrible at this. One thing I'm currently doing is a SECRET, but it's awesome and taking up loads of my time right now. It is a mildly musical endeavor. Mildly.

I've been busy! Busy eating. Jamie invited me to Minnie's with Jenn and Angela. Miniature food and good company is delightful. I was strangely social that night and promised to meet up with folks later on so I had to bail early. Pfffft, should've totally spent the rest of the night with the fabulous blog girls instead.

This isn't a food blog but a music blog so I will spare you the deets of how I spent the rest of my weekend at Veggie Bite. Basically. All weekend. Nom nom nom.

I did go to the CHIRP Record Fair this weekend. Formerly the WLUW Record Fair, it now benefits the Chicago Independent Radio Project, a much-needed endeavor. I was there for a while shifting through a surprising amount of Madness and Melanie. I should've made a list of stuff I wanted but came away with Leonard Cohen's Recent Songs, Talking Heads' 77 and More Songs About Buildings & Food, the soundtrack to Valley of the Dolls, and Television's Adventure. Nothing too exciting. I almost bought Harmonicats' Dolls Dolls Dolls just for sheer kitsch factor but even I refuse to pay $6 for kitsch. I wish I had the $$$ to pick up some of the amazing girl group, soul, and doo-wop 45s that were organized really, really well, but jeez louise, they were a bit on the pricey side. I want to be that dude when I grow up.

So that's that. Hi. Hello. I'll be back again. I had the day off today so I caught up on watching Top Chef, reading for fun, and indexing twenty years worth of poetry. Fun fun fun.

alcoholics like music, too.

Thanks, jasmined!


Smog - Drinking at the Dam

My favorite bar in Chicago is Danny's. This isn't groundbreaking or anything, potentially even embarrassing, but I've always had a good time and it's pretty close to my apartment. I particularly enjoy it for after-dinner drinks and conversation before it gets crowded and the music gets louder. I've kissed boys there and once, I swear, a DJ played The Clean.