Yep, these hang upside down.  Your plants grow down and out, like so many things in life sometimes.   This has a staghorn fern potted in it.  LOVELY!  Peep it here if you like.

A friend of mine sat down next to me at Atomix cafe the other day, she saw that I was reading a book called Mingus Mingus, and asked me if I had ever heard of Albert Ayler.  I hadn’t.  She said, “it’s the most beautiful thing”, she wrote down his name, and told me to youtube Albert Ayler at John Coltranes Funeral.  I just did.  I have to agree with her, it was very beautiful.  I just did my morning stretching  to it.  I not only feel good because of the stretching, but well… there is this extra buzz going on with my body, and i’m pretty sure Ayler has something to do with it.    Wow.

I came back from a little trip, and well… this was freshly done to our wonderful window.  My roomie and I don’t ever want to put a curtain up in this window, were on the second floor, and we don’t do anything shady to hide from our neighbors across the way.  I love this window, but look at it now.  I have lived in this building for just over a year.  The landlord lives on the first floor, and he makes house music in his basement studio.  The studio is just equipment in a room, an actual studio has sound controls that keep sound in, usually that is.  So yeah, it’s often very 1993 in our building.  That most likely has nothing to do with the fact that our place has been egged 5 times since we moved in.  I usually don’t care at all, because the eggings had happened to the landlords window.  A couple months ago, there were some eggs on both doors, the first floor door, and the door that goes to our place.  Gross and nasty was that, the smell, and the flies.  So whatever, some punk ass kid, or ex of his likes to constantly egg our place….. but check it, they finally hit our window.  We don’t have any ladders here, and it wasn’t thought to hose it off right after it happened.  So it has just been cooking onto the glass.  This is our view, this is one of the stronger features of this place.  I brought it up to the landlord fella, to see if he had any desire to get this cleaned off, and well… he must not, because its been there for a solid month.  Lazy days for sure, but that is what the other people in the building had told me when I moved in.   Any Chicago peeps got a ladder for me?  I’ll wipe that giant giz away.  We got egged, but doesn’t the idea of a giant pervert, standing in our window, doing his nastiness to the window, sound like a better story.

My boss recently let me know that I like to roll with the run on sentences, yeah.. that happens.  Feel free to edit?

This billboard is a couple blocks from my house. Isn’t Coca Cola such a global company, they are so multicultural right, look at the nice Latino family and the excitement they are showing about having twice as much Coca Cola around. I love multinational sugar pushers. Nothing really important with this little rant, I just found this ad stupid. I have had this desire to do my own little Beats By Otter AD Bust kinda thingy, lets see?

My long ago roomie, and good good friend Tim was in town, we had some house beers, and chatted it up for a while.  He suggested going out for food, and well… we did.  We walked down Chicago Ave, on our to the Highdive, or Cleo’s.  We passed El Taco Veloz, and I made a comment about it being really good, but not as put together as my favorite Mexican food joint up the road a bit further, Tecalitlan.  What does that even mean? better put together?  Whatever, Tim said Veloz looked authentico, and with that word of an old friend, we went in.  I explained that I sometimes go there to brood over a steak after a rough work day, not often, but sometimes.  They have all the pickled goodies on the tables, the vat of sliced carrots, cauliflower, peppers, garlic, and onions.  That alone is a reason to go and eat chips and Salsa.  Here’s the deal.  The food was super amazing, that is not what the coolest thing of the night was.  The best part of our meal there, was between the nice jukebox playing Mexican jams, the TV would blast.  As I sometimes looked up, it was mostly the big breast popping out of the tops of these reporter type women, I don’t speak a lick of the Spanish, so I would just look, and wonder what they were talking about, using the cut away shots to further my investigation.  But eventually I noticed that they were reporting on something special, and before I knew what was what, the President of Mexico was standing on a balcony overlooking a very large square in Mexico City, I only know that because Tim knew the name of the plaza.  He waived the Mexican Flag, and that is when I remembered my buddy Nata telling me that I was Mexican Independence Day at midnight earlier in the day.  I looked at my phone for the time, funny right? what happened to the watch?  It was 11:07 Central, so i’m thinking in Mexico City, it must be midnight, I’ll need to fact check that later, but for now… whateve, Then he walked over to a nicely covered bell, and began to ring it!  Awesome.  I said something to Tim like, “our country is so lame”.  I loved all the midnight celebration.  We do that for new years, sure, but so does everyone.  As the Mexican national anthem played through the TV speakers, I slyly watched the table of 8 near us.   Two women that were maybe in their 30’s were softly mouthing the words of the song.  The couple younger men, watched with importance, and the lone teenage girl looked, and mouthed some of the words.  I couldn’t help but wonder if she was born in Mexico, and left when she was super young, too young to know the words to this song.  Or maybe she was born in the US, and just kinda knew the song from family heritage vibes.  Regardless, it was beautiful.  The very small children while playing and not paying any attention to the TV, were decked out in full on Mexican colors, Even if they didn’t understand, they were taking part.  Yeah, El Taco Veloz, tonight was about more than the food.

We had the comment button blocked the whole time this site has been up, my fault.  I would love to hear what you think.  Off to the work spot.

The Man does it again, actually it was the word of a scared line judge.  She might have been on some “20 D energizer?” type of shit, or some “I feel Sorry for your mother” If you know what i’m saying, well.. you know, and if you know and you think i’m out of line, well…”motha fuck you!”  Wow two quotes form Menace to Society, and one from Do The Right Thing, Hughes and Lee got something stuck in my head piece for sure with those.   Serena should kinda know not to loose her cool in one of the churches of The Man.   But still, what a bogus way to go out of a US Open.  Ok ok, I can see how she was most likely going to loose the match.  To quote Herman Edwards “you play to win the game” or maybe it was some a  Grand Verbalizer from X Clan… “ZULU! runnin’ from my magic” type of action by Serena, that caused the folks to deduct a point.

I”m really happy that summer decided to show up yesterday, yeah!  I was kind of a sweaty mess, very caught off guard by that.  There was a moment when I questioned whether my tee shirt might be too thick for the day.  Whats that?  Better late than never, but wait… now its kinda chilly out.  Hip Hop Hooray, for this fall night.

what the what was that phrase from? It’s been in my head for a couple days, and I’m feeling like it was a lady product…. but i’m not sure, ” i can’t seem to forget her, her wind songs on my mind”, yikes! I just remembered the melody, for sure a commercial from the 70’s or 80’s. Help?

Steelers V Titans…. Boring!

New recycled from steel drum chairs… Dope!

Pedro Martinez still rocking some perm curl spray products… Dope!

Some hick calling President Obama a liar… Lame!

The flan from cafe Gaudi last night… Dope!

President Obama is…. a male… Funny?

The roast of Flava Flav…. Uncomfortable!

Wishing You Were Here by Chicago… Dope!

The dopes have it.