Archive for June, 2009

I”m kinda hoping for a close lightning strike

41468171_0.jpg Thats about it, there is a monster storm that is suppose to be on the way, I figure the rain always tricks my dog Poppy into thinking that he doesn’t have to do his business…  So this storm at least owes me a close strike.  Nothing too dangerous, but maybe like 25 feet away, enough to feel the buzz of electricity.  Time to hop on the bike and head to work.

Cafe Gaudi has the best Burgers…Think Biggie Small’s Juicy…

What an ill declaration eh?  But here’s whats up, its true.  The menu there is worthy, tapas, thoughtful salads, several sandwiches…. wait, I’m getting a bit lost here.  The Burgers….  They are named after people, artist mostly.   I have had four different people, and one of them several times.  That one is called the Shakespeare Burger.  1/2lb burger that was clearly hand molded into the big ass burger it was.  Mushrooms and onions sauteed nicely, under some solidly amounted Swiss cheese.  If you eat meat, this sounds good, if you don’t…. uhm, sorry.  Back to the Burger, I left out  some very yummy bacon placed on top of the cheese!  I eat bacon about twice a month, maybe just once…. OK 4 times,   But its on this burger mostly.   The two sisters that run the spot are a nice chill presence that completes the food nicely.  Peace to Veronica.  They kinda keep it on the fast fry style with the fries, I’d roll with the salad as the side option.  They deliver…. Dang! ” Super Nintendo Sega Genesis” That’s the vibe of this burger.

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Thelonious Monk, alone in San Francisco

Just had to share that feeling.  I”m bliss zilla out by this music.  The cover alone is lovely, Monk hangin out of the front door of a trolley car, the #526 to be exact.  Cut and paste from back in the day for sure, and just nice.   The music.  I”m not going to talk about the music much, the feeling from it is light, polished, and heavy with bounce and sway.  theloniousmonk.jpg Everything Happens To Me has me wafting in smile.   There is something about many things fitting into a space they seem  unable able to fit into.  That might just be the afternoon sun hitting my thoughts just right, or even just wrong.  However things are aligned, it feels nice to settle into summer.  I’m here and now, but I could have been anywhere, anytime with these notes.  What a funny crap line just there, I might be the modern day album liner note joker.   The point about what Monk is really causing here, is the softness of my shoulders, stress jumped off in the middle of side 2.

streets, and people on them.

17iran4-511Iran, right now…. folks are up and at it.  Peacefully gathering with a will to be felt.   And if they are forced upon, it will be justly,  the blow from defense.  I”m not really sure where I was going with that.  Just a fuzzy flow.  Something like the writing gits I would get at the Dancing Goat, OLy way.  Wired from the shots of espresso that I was sipping on for the first times, still a baby my coffee addictions were.  I was on some race, class, and gender overload style writings, trying my best to be a bell hooks.  I think i’m at the goat with this, from the start of Iran, is because of something about a need to smell the moss in moist woody Northwest.  I have a trail in F lot to find, I have to get a piece of chicken at the most silly KFC ever, at the very tip of the Southen most point of Pueget Sound.  Right there next to the salmon ladder, where the harbor seals chill and get full from the high stepping salmon, I have to peep Priest Point Park, walk up to the Mill House, maybe head to Lacy for some Korean bbq.    So yeah, I gots to head that way.  Peter Bohmer might be behind my thoughts on Iran now that I think about it.  I love it.  That dude is a super teach prof fella.  He trusted me to write something called the Free Lunch, if you’ve ever actually had the free lunch program, lunch tickets and all,  you know what i’m saying.   Ok, then…

jerkos, come green up Chicago.

Peep it, come by sometime and buy your mom a lilac bush, or even better buy yourself an red bud tree.  Either way,  your most likely going to feel good about putting some oxygen into the air.  Maybe while your putting green into the planet, your also say….. eating strawberries that you just picked.  All that sounds good.  You get it right? , Sprout Home.  Vegetables are 1/2 off, and they need to be freed to grow.  img_2730.jpg [singlepic id=329 w=320 h=240 float=] img_2727.jpg [singlepic id=327 w=320 h=240 float=]

Dwight Howard is a CHUMP!

Wow, look at the 7 footer just fold under the pressure.  Pau Gasol looked like a decent center next to this joke.  So selfish, and so lame, and look what we have now…. Another laker championship.  Come on Dwight, and the dude has the worst name in sports, Superman.. Stupid stupid stupid.  At least the season is over, and I can just chill out on that shit until the Bulls get going next fall.  D Rose tossing gang signs in old photo’s…. whatever, you can find that same thing with most silly boys living in hoodish areas, gang or not, you just know how to toss a sign. But really, Dwight Howard is a chump.  Lame ass 50’s looking mustache.

Well if it aint the Whistler

I had kinda not wanted to go to this spot, small, crowded, kinda newish…. I went last night, and even though it took a bit to get a drink the first couple rounds, it ended up being a really nice time.  Nice little dj area, and nice friends of Jennifer.  Delirium, Makers.  My night was on.

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