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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Snoring English Bulldog

This is a thirty second video of my snoring english bulldog. You can see his cheeks flapping as he snores.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Cool Runnings

Overall today's run was pretty nipply for the middle of April, although I did begin to warm up after a few miles. I was zipping my windbreaker up and down like a bored ten year old trying to make goofy noises with his zipper.

I saw a young teenage couple sitting on a bench as I made my way around Hanson Park. They sat next to each other quietly, with their heads down, possibly dealing with some incredibly melodramatic teenage crisis. After the 3rd or 4th time I passed them I began to wonder to myself, "Don't you guys have something else to do with your time? Really, come on you're only what, 13-14 years old? What could be so tragic that you have to sit here on the park bench rocking your hardest emo faces?"

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Pillow Talk

My wife and I were up late in bed last night, having pillow talk. For some reason I decided to profess my recent infatuation interest in Mexican pop singer Julieta Venegas. Besides highlighting her sultry voice and demure stage presence, I might've innocently tried to say something like I would tap that...

"You have crushes on everybody," she said, hiding her amusement. "Like who?" I said. "Well there's her ... there's Jessica Alba..." I interrupted and pointed out that while I may have dribbled on myself when her Leno promo came on TV that night, any person slightly attracted to a woman has had or currently has a "crush" on Jessica Alba. It's not my fault she's so hot, I wanted to plead, it's society's fault. I'm just the victim of society.

"Besides," I said, "You have celebrity crushes of your own."

I brought up the scenario a few nights ago when she had Dancing with the Stars on the television. It was time for some tall European with an accent to dance with his partner. He was impossibly chiseled and, of course, wearing a loosely buttoned shirt. "Take your shirt off!" she said just as casually as possible. I didn't say anything at the time but was sure to bring this up during our lively conversation. "I only did that for your reaction," she chuckled. Touché.

"Well," I said, "since I have so many celebrity crushes, who else do you have a crush on?" She thought about it for a second a said "Bono." Bono. Of course, Bono. "He's going to cure AIDS." An infatuation with Bono, like with Jessica Alba, is public domain - belonging to no one in particular and everyone all at once.

"Then there's Christian Bale," she continued. "Christian Bale? Are you kidding me?" I shrieked. "Did you see him take that chainsaw to the prostitute in American Psycho!?" "He's not like that in real life," she responded. I mentioned his documented tendency towards rage and wondered if he was even acting in American Psycho.

We laid there joking and teasing each other for the next few minutes. It was just what we needed to reconnect. She has been working so hard on her teaching internship and finishing up her Master's thesis and I can't begin to imagine the sort of stress that she handles everyday.

I was glad to break the ice with some pillow talk. We became intimate again. An intimacy far beyond any sexual implications. This was the intimacy of two children laughing and playing and tickling and teasing and kicking each others feet. This is why people get married. This is why they stay together forever.

Sunday, April 12, 2009


I've left my full-time job at Northwestern University in order to be able to focus more on completing my Master's degree.

The job was great on many levels. I felt useful and fulfilled. Ultimately, however, there would not have been many future career options for me in that department. I'm studying fairly technical computer programming topics that, despite the wonderful workings of Microsoft Excel and Powerpoint, required more complex thought processes (ie time) than work was affording me.

A part of me feels like I've shot myself in the peroneous tendon by leaving work, adding on to our current 8.5% unemployment rate. FML. I'm a little scared-balls at the prospect of looking for a job post-graduation, especially given the grim job forecast for now and the immediate future. While my wife and I do have savings that, when combined with a tax-refund, will cushion us for the near future, we've definitely got to make some significant spending curtailments. Also, I have been working full-time since the day I finished my undergrad, so being unemployed will definitely take some psychological adjustment. This means that we can not, under any circumstances, cut my beer money.

I'm telling myself that it's all for the better. Besides lavishing my schoolwork and studies with inordinate amounts of attention, i'll be able to develop my portfolio. Among the several projects I have in the works include web design and development for a family-owned construction company, preparation for an advanced computer programming certification, in-depth study of Flash and ActionScript 3.0, and other personal pet projects that have been aching for my attention. Also, fat with confidence from all of this extra time available to me, i've signed up and have started training for the Chicago Marathon in October.