June 11th, 2003

flavored with age

Positivity tip


- nailed a pair of freelance writing gigs.
- made initial arrangements for an interview with Sally Timms.
- in general, have been writing like a madman.
- got funnybooks in the mail.
- finished reading a pretty good novel.
- watched at least one excellent movie.
- started working out again.
- hung out with some friends who are fantastic human beings.
- acquired some sweet, sweet illegal software.
- put cool logo for shitty hair-metal mand Angel on my work computer.

So, weighed against my normal financial, sexual and existential despair, it's been, on balance, a pretty good arbitrary seven-day stretch. Not bad! Knot bread!

Tonight I go to see my still-beloved-despite-their-extreme-suckiness Chicago White Sox play a pointless interleague game against the Giants of San Francisco. I am told that some of my LJ friends are fond of this team, so I will refrain from my normal vituperative hatred of whoever the Sox are playing, out of respect. And respect due, see?

I am hoping that it will be another win like last night's off of two back-to-back shots by Big Mo and DJ, and I am hoping that my man Mark Buehrle gets his thing-thing back and picks up a win. (I am also hoping, guiltily, that Barry Bonds -- the best player I have ever seen -- is in the lineup and hits a home run. Just one. With no one on base and the Sox staked to a 6-0 lead.) We got the swanko club seats (with waiter service!), so I'm looking forward to a swingin' time either way.

If the Sox pick up a win, I choose to delude myself that it will mark a turning point where they'll come on strong for the rest of the year and, if not grabbing the wild card, at least make a decent showing and salvage this pitiful year. If the Sox lose it, I'm pretty much giving up on this big shitter of a season.

flavored with age

It's interactive pollamajig time!

So, this summer, maybe sooner, maybe later, I'm thinking of taking a little 2- to 3-day road trip. Only thing is, I have no idea where to go.

So, this Christmas, I'm going to visit my mom in San-godforsaken-Antonio-fuckin'-Texas. Only thing is, I don't know if I should drive or fly.

So, you punks are gonna help me decide. Vote passionately. Write-ins welcome.

Poll #144527 Hittin' the Road with Fatso

Where should Leonard go on his mini-road trip this summer?

Some boring Midwestern grain-hole like Milwaukee or Minneapolis or Indiana
Some sad, bizarre tourist attraction like the World's Biggest Slice of Cheese
To Canada, where he can buy cheap booze and french fries with curds and gravy
The South Side of Chicago, to hole up for three days in one of those scary-ass fuck-hut hotels by Midway Airport

Should Leonard drive to San Antonio to visit his mother this Christmas, or should he fly?

He should fly, because if he flies his mom will pay for it and he'd be a sucker not to
He should drive, because having access to a car will help alleviate the utter boredom of being stuck in San Antonio for 5 days
He should just not go