nothing feels good like you
ug. feeling downtrodden lately.
My computer blew out. My iPod became another part of the 20% failure rate. I have a few posts needing attention and finishing touches. And I have no emails lately.
just sad.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
I’m in my own place now, I need to forge a path.
Somewhere along the way, my interpersonal skills went south. Sorry folks, I’m timid and quiet in person.
p.s. out of inconvenience, I replaced the iPod Nicole so lovingly gave me four years ago with a Cowon A3. The Nano I received a few years back now has a flavor of Linux on it. Goodbye iTunes, hello freedom.
A nice little wakeup
Reggie’s BACK!
New album on June 17
I’m a very happy camper. This will be a good day.
old buds
I saw Dino for the first time in a long time today. I double checked my emails and realized the last one I sent his way was about nine months ago. A harsh reminder of my need to contact those that have helped mold me into what I am today.
Edit:
I forgot to mention, the entire Space Quest series has been re-released. All six games in one package. Here’s to old times
The Machine
I love this city. I really do. It has everything I need, fairly easily accessible (though I wish they’d bring back trolleys), free parks, free concerts, an increasing amount of public art (though nowhere near Stockholm), and politics that tear open airstrips.
It’s great, and I really love this quote from the Tribune about our (dynastic?) Mayor:
Even Mayor Richard M. Daley got caught up in the teen spirit. During a version of the Woody Guthrie song “This Land is Your Land,” Daley took the stage and began bouncing up and down, pogo-style, with others there. His face flushing red and his tie flapping, the happy mayor pointed to the surrounding skyscrapers and shouted, “Immigrants built these buildings!”
Even our mayor does the pogo, now that’s a man I can get identify with!
Eat that, Toronto
This Just In…
Joe just got a wii.
Dana, say goodbye to your fiance for a few weeks.
I guess we’re cancelling plans this weekend. Well, at least Easter should be fun for you
guys!!!!!!!
sing, baby… sing.
I’ve had trying times.
This morning I woke up with Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997 playing in my head. Headed to work humming This Little Life of Mine.
Not a good way to start the day.
I ate spicy food today. Wasabi Pizza and Chili Noodles.
It makes you feel alive, I said. People laughed.
I was serious.
For once in my life I want to mean something to someone.
just once. for a sliver of a moment.
sing, baby. sing so loud you drown out the jackhammer in you ear.
There is something incredibly wrong with my place and my head and my insatiable yearning for something so very, very far from my grasp.
morbidity
It has been a sad week.
One given a week, the other passed.
Kelly, I wish you the best through troubled times. Should you need anything, please call.
Jill, should you happen upon this, you have a wonderful team behind you. Wish you the best.
Love to all
–me.
A post to apologize
I have zero time to write, and this is saddening. I once wrote consistently (pre-anti-blog), yet now I’m just far too swamped with work. I get home and want to pass out, only to wake up early and start all over again.
A VPN is nice, but it means I’m working nonstop.
I want to scribble and fill notebooks with everything that’s going on in my head. I want to write letters to my dear friends.
Shit, the time has gone and I’m still trudging along.
I undoubtedly believe it is time for me to return to university.
A masters in useless knowledge and wondrous conversations, with hope, awaits me.
PS - miss my friends. Wish you didn’t have myspace pages but participated in momochat.
Oh what we will create
To Dana:
You know that monster that I unleashed when Joe bought his new computer? Well, it looks like you guys reciprocated when you asked me to design a couple drinks for your wedding. And, like I always manage to do, I went overboard and took this to an obsessive level.
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It looks like Nicole and I are inadvertently profiting from Dana and Joe’s request. I’m mixing drinks now that, well, probably won’t make it to the wedding, but I just had to try, as most (well, maybe not, but I did replenish a few aspects of the bar) of the ingredients were at hand.
I’m desperately trying to nail down the Blue Moon. I’ve armed myself with three bottles of creme de violette and am trying them with different gins, with or without citrus juice — varying lemon or lime. So far, they’re all delicious and light and wonderful and, as of right now, our new favorite drink. It’s odd that I like such a drink, but its so perfectly balanced, so very supple on the tongue, that I can’t help bu make a second round of a varying degree. Shit, I’m even starting to take measurements to see what proportions are the best suitable.
Here’s the lineup for the last three days:
The Vesper. — I couldn’t believe how good this drink was. I also couldn’t believe that the three ingredients have been regular items in the bar for about three years and I never once combined them. I submerged myself in Scotch, Bourbon, and Applejack (probably my favorite spirit next to tequila) for much too long.
The Blue Moon — Fucking fantastic drink. I had to have the key ingredient shipped to me to make this drink. This, I do sincerely hope, will make it to the wedding.
The Applecar — I’m sipping it right now. It’s a sidecar (which will be at my wedding, I promise you) with Applejack instead of brandy. Now, I’ve been drinking Applejack on the rocks for well over a year (maybe two?) and its great that way. Nicole and I differ on this opinion. But, well, that’s me!
I’ve got a slew of liqueurs that are yet unopened, but I promise you, I will experiment with them. Dana, your drink will be incredible. I’m thinking of mixing sake with pear nectar and pear liqueur (and some other ingredients). I’ll get that recipe from Republic and tweak it to your liking.
Joe, well, your’s is a pain in the ass. Since I hold you both so very dear to my heart, I’m going to make a drink of entirely my creation. I’ve never seen it anywhere before, but the flavors complement each other in such a vintage fashion I can’t pass it up. It’s not purple and it’s not beer, but, well, it is my favorite drink.
I can’t wait until February when we can sample them all together!!!!!!
I have many feelings surrounding this manner, and, in lieu of traversing deep into my psyche, just know that I am deeply honored and proud that you asked me to do this one small task for you.
All the best — me.
buds
Hey Guys, Look! You’re on the internets!
Happy Birthday Nicole!!!!!!
I like this pic of the girls of movie night. Hopefully we can start again on a somewhat regular basis. And thanks, guys, for bearing with me on my Aviation binge. Or is it a Blue Moon. Well, anyway, it was delicious.
The-Alberto-Pants
Oh my, how fancy they are!
Apparently, while we all thought The Alberto was busy with school or, gasp, work, His Lordship was creating a line of trousers.
Note that the models are nowhere near as sexy as The Alberto, a terrific ploy to make himself look even sexier.
Alberto Pants, a new nickname invented by someone unaffiliated with the book
big black abyssmal lies
Don’t drink and drive.
If you do, either avoid a stop sign or be man enough to own up to being a fuck-up.
And stop fucking lying (if you do). My head can only take so much.
Wish there were more cops and I could report some shit after-the-fact.
Apples!
Ok, this is just way too cool to pass up.
I love the allegiance to apples that so many users have. You don’t see that with Windows… Maybe with Linux, but there’s not really a Linux art community, so anything approximating creativity is usually a modified version of someone else’s work. Damn, we need more nerds like this!
Now that’s dedication… an Apple Cake!
and yes, its real.
Fucking Nihilists
I love these commercials. Too bad there were only three.
A nice finish to a bleak day.
Uh-Oh forgot the Costumes!
Ok, I blanked on the costumes. Mine can be relatively easy, I’ll just throw on a pink shirt, cargo shorts, and sandals and go as The Alberto.
But I really think that I should go as Duffy from Stealing Harvard, complete with a Landscape Escape shirt
Joe’s is easy, too. Maintaining with Spunky Schustar (yes, I know I keep modifying the spelling), he needs a wig so we can put it in pony tails, some whacky 80’s jump suit, plastic earrings, leg warmers, and an obnoxious personality.
More to come…
Reggie
Another reason why Reggie is amazing
momoshop
the brand new momoshop is now open.
I’ve put up a little goofy thing I made, overlaying the city of chicago flag on top of an image of meigs field.
check it out here:
Halloween—2k7
Stay tuned for the new round of Halloween costumes!
Contestants are as follows (including variant nicknames):
Eugene “momotron”
Nicole “Don’t call me Nikki”
The Alberto (insert any title from chapter 1 here)
Dana “Health Insurance is for Sissies”
Joe “Rabid Grannies”
Miguel “Fuck your Hybrid”
Carolyn “That’s not a Martini Flight”
Yvonne “Gin’s not Strong”
Kelly “Who’s Kelly? (We Can’t Find Her)”
Plinio (sp?) you’re exempt, as is The Alberto’s new(est) love interest. If, however, I manage to finally meet The Alberto’s girlfriend, she may be added to the list…
If you have an idea, please feel free to add it below.
And if you would like your name stricken from the list, well… teeheehee
