Nothing but Flowers
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Make your own George W. Bush stump speech!
Mr. Sun!: Make your own George W. Bush stump speech!
Wonkette directed me to this, and it's AMAZING.
But not as amazingly moving as E.L. Doctorow's essay "The Unfeeling President" that has been making the email rounds (official announcement: I've received it 4 times. I printed it out at work. Now I've blogged it. Don't need it forwarded again).
A computer at the theatre down the street has a virus. And so it's sending spam, which purports to be from my email address, to people in its address book--including various listhosts that I administrate. It's kind of embarassing to be the anti-spammer, the rejector of inappropriate posts, and then have "re:hi Download this!" sent from "my" email address.
Last night I left work at 5:30. I have a 30 minute drive home when there isn't a Cubs game, about 60 minutes when there is. Parking before 7pm is generally within a block of my house, between 7 and 11pm parking takes about 10-15 minutes, sometimes longer (especially on weekends). Last night the combination of the Cubs last regular season night game and a 4 car accident conspired to lengthen my commute. Parking was awful as well. I gave up and parked right in front of a fire hydrant at 8:30 (3 hours after I left work. I could have gone to St. Louis).
This morning I didn't have a parking ticket. Cars around me had tickets, but they didn't have the "I chose to live in this neighborhood despite the regular influx of 35,000 people who want to see men hit small balls with big sticks" placard. So despite the warning on the placard that "THIS DOES NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO PARK ILLEGALLY DURING CUBS NIGHT GAMES" clearly it actually does...hmm...good to know...or maybe I was at a fake fire hydrant.
I'm not sure the fire hydrant is actually fake, but is there any other neighborhood in the city (or the world?) that has no fewer than 2 hydrants per block, on both sides of the street? You Chicagoans know I'm not exaggerating.
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