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January 2008 archivesMonday, January 28, 2008
You know ...
... if after two years, and only two trysts later, the guy you're having an online affair with hasn't left his wife for you, the logical step would be to assume he's not, in the words of Nora Ephron, ever going to leave her. I don't know that putting an ad in Craigslist, looking to hire someone to kill his wife, is the smart way to go. Just sayin'. Posted by Erin at 07:48 AM | | filed under: Random Stupidity Friday, January 25, 2008
Rollin' ... again!
We are all aflutter around these parts because tomorrow night is the kick off to the 2008 Windy City Rollers season!!!! That's right. I used four exclamation points to express my excitement. I said last year that I loved women's roller derby almost more than life itself and I am totally willing to stand by that. Tomorrow night's game is all I can think about and that's with knowing that Scott is taking me out on a date tonight. Seriously. Cannot wait. [EDITED TO ADD: Scratch that. My super-awesome boyfriend is taking me to Avec tonight. I'm beginning my task to try every single thing off of the Time Out Chicago 100 best things they ate and drank list. I have no hopes of hitting them all, obviously. I mean, I know at least one of the places is closed and two of the entries come out of Trotter's and Achatz's kitchens, and God knows we won't be spending any money at either places this year but! A girl can dream. And try. So yay! Avec tonight! Crispy chicken thigh!) Posted by Erin at 11:46 AM | | filed under: Chicago Thursday, January 24, 2008
Cold comfort
In the car last night, on the way home, after a long period of silence I instituted: Me: I'm sorry. I've had a long day. Scott: I know. Me too. Me: And I'm tired, and my sister and Bella are on their way over, and I just want to go home. Scott: I know. Me too. Me: And I have really bad cramps. *pause* Scott: Don't worry, baby! One day I'll get you pregnant and you won't have to worry about cramps for nine months! Posted by Erin at 06:25 AM | | filed under: Odds and ends Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Happy birthday, JP!
Today is my dad's birthday. We were supposed to all go out last weekend and celebrate but the ridiculous cold temperatures won out over our desires to celebrate. Which was really too bad since hanging out with my family is more fun than you can imagine. We'll get together soon, and raise a pint in honor of JP, who remains one of my favorite people in the world. Happy birthday, Dad. I love you! Posted by Erin at 08:45 AM | | filed under: Odds and ends Sunday, January 20, 2008
What's playing on Erin's iPod right now ...
The Luckiest I don't get many things right the first time And where was I before the day That I am What if I'd been born fifty years before you And in a wide cliche sea of eyes That I am I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong That I am
The first concert Scott and I ever went to together was Ben Folds. Kind of. It was the first planned concert. We are extemporaneous concert-going folk. We have, in the nearly two years we've been dating, seen countless bands together. But I, of course, always remember Ben Folds. Strangely enough, he didn't play this song - and, if you ask me to this day what reminds me of that night, if would be "Emaline" - but it's the song that makes me think of our relationship. We had a nice weekend, and I'm reminded that I got lucky when I met that one. Posted by Erin at 10:48 PM | | filed under: iPod Thursday, January 17, 2008
Reason #34,785 why I love him
Scott is live-blogging the transit vote over at Time Out Chicago. "1:08pm: Rep. Roger Eddy (R-109th) is asking if the Rules Committee believes that the governor's ammendatory veto does not violate rule 76 which says that the bill must not be fundamentally changed. Speaker Madigan, who just called Eddy to the floor is letting the Parliamentarian answer that it does not, nor does it violate home rule. If they did, wouldn't someone have said something already?" If you're a transit-lovin' citizen (or not, even), you might want to click on over. This vote makes or breaks two bus routes I take regularly. Gah. Stupid Blago. Posted by Erin at 01:30 PM | | filed under: Chicago Thursday, January 10, 2008
Damn right!
"Even worse, Governor Blagojevich didn't demonstrate the testicular virility he claims to have by telling the bill's sponsor Rep. Julie Hamos and the other legislators that he would only approve a sales tax bill only on the condition that they included free rides for seniors, prior to its passing today. I can only speculate as to why he'd want to wait until after the General Assembly passed the bill, but considering our governor's past history of grandstanding - and desire to look like the good-guy-populist-cowboy riding in to save the day - I suspect he wanted to force legislators between a rock and a hard place: either pass the bill with revisions or rile transit riders over governmental "inaction" yet again (and get the subset of take-it-to-the-ballot-box-seniors in that group angry as well)." Scott Smith, Time Out Chicago, "Governor Blagojevich makes a bad situation worse," January 10, 2008 My boyfriend is wicked smart. Chicago Tonight needs to ask him back to talk more CTA! Posted by Erin at 04:58 PM | | filed under: Chicago Sunday, January 06, 2008
What I wouldn't give ...
"Also in November of 1989, I circles and drew arrows around a poem that started like this: "They wait to die / You wait to dine / You think it natural / They await a painful death ..." (about animals) -- I guess I was embracing vegetarianism at the beginning of 9th grade. I really ... just cannot even begin to say how much I loved this magazine. I don't even know what to say. I think I'm going to try to take some pictures, but not tonight." - Draw the Girl, Eliza, Sassy retrospective We're tossing around a visit to New Orleans this year. If and when and happens, my good friend Eliza is going to bring out here Sassy collection for me. So jealous. Posted by Erin at 11:47 PM | | filed under: Odds and ends Because it seems so appropriate
I just think it's apt to, once again, reiterate something I wrote here almost four years ago. I've been challenged and asked many a time why I so loyally support Barack Obama, and what I wrote below explains why. Now that the primary season is officially upon us, I beg of you to pay attention, to get involved, to make decisions for yourselves and your respective communities. And if by year's end, things don't go the way you'd hoped, you can still get involved. In fact, do not wait until then. Do it now. You can do something about the injustices you see. Volunteer, make a difference, be the change you'd most like to see in the world.
JP was a towering influence; he didn't just have an opinion. Opinion is far too basic of a term anyway. My father had, and does to this day, a grasp on these two subjects that borders on scholarly. As a result, you couldn't belly up to Wednesday night's meatloaf and mashed potatoes and expect to regurgitate some offhanded remark you might have happened to hear on the news, and do him the favor, if you would, of not making it apparent that all of his hard-earned money being spent on your education is going to waste because you don't still understand all three branches of the federal government and their basic functions. I had to memorize the preamble to the Declaration of Independence long before any teacher required it of me. While I don't remember it even being said, it was always understood that there was a certain beauty to politics. There was majesty in the intricacies of how not only our government works but also our political system. Dissecting politics and government seemed to hold a key to how we as Americans are as a people and they say something about our society as much as a piece of literature or a painting. Whether you agreed with a particular policy or a candidate was beside the point, though it didn't hurt if your leanings fell more to the left than the right. Taking a stance was never as good as having the knowledge to formulate why you held a belief. JP and Lynette would continually challenge my sisters and I to forego our biases in an effort to find the truth, and the road you took ought to be paved with a practical sense of how politics, not just a politician, really works. All pragmatism aside, it was this reverence for politics and government that has left with me a whimsical bent that others may find strange. After all, you can't spend a lifetime approaching the subject, leaving the majority of your emotions and passions at the door, and believe there is idealism left to be had. But I think that it is because of this that I am forever looking for the inspiration. The person who truly does hold these truths to be self-evident. That life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness truly are inalienable rights of all Americans, not just the ones holding the checkbook or screaming the loudest from the higher bully pulpit. There is such magic contained within this idea, and while America's history has left skid marks all over it, there are those of us who wait for the person who will step up and say, "I believe. I believe. I believe." Because I want to believe too. We all want to believe. Admittedly my age prevents me from having a breadth of experience from which to cull the following, but I am astounded and in awe of the political climate right now. Never in recent history have I understood the people of our country to be this engrossed in what course it will next take. What's going on, for the most part, is the fight for what each of us considers to be our inalienable rights. Whether you think those rights are being threatened by terrorists or by the current administration, the struggle boils down to preserving the sanctity of those rights. The element of the Preamble that is so often lost in the scuffle is this: "That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed." This sentence isn't as pretty, but it is the most important. It is the impetus that ultimately protects these rights. In fact, there is so much action taking place in that sentence that it can make your head spin. At its core, this tells us that ultimately this is our government and we are the ones who make it so, and the only reason these men and women have any power in the first place is because we're giving it to them and because we're allowing ourselves to be governed at all. We are charging them with the task of maintaining and improving our lives and they'd best sit up straight, cover their mouths when they cough, and mind their Emily Post if they want to keep doing so. Strangely enough, you can find a crowd of people pontificating on the state of our country and half of them will proudly tell you that they do not and will not vote. There are particulars to this, but usually they're reduced to lazy excuses centering on a person's apathy toward both candidates. And while this is a common, and oftentimes understandable argument, mostly I find it a shameful abuse of their citizenship. You can't tell me that there is not one issue from which these candidates build their platforms that a person does not hold near and dear enough to make sure his or her voice is somehow heard. Lazy, lazy people. It is this inaction that infuriates me most, but it is probably the fundamental reason why I am always holding out hope for the inspiration. That someone will say to each of us that, "Yes. Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness are your rights but Damnit if you don't share some responsibility in the process," and we will believe in him or her so fervently that we can't help but get involved. We all want to believe. Unless you've been living under a rock, I doubt there is much of a chance that you don't know who Barack Obama is. While much is being made of his political star, he is the first person — not even Bill Clinton did this, let me add — who has made me believe again. Someday, I'm going to be able to unearth this photo — not to mention the man's autograph on his campaign sign [Thank you, Mr. T] — and bore my grandchildren to tears about how lucky I was to have shared the same breathing space, and to say for myself ... I believe. I believe. I believe. "We gather to affirm the greatness of our nation -- not because of the height of our skyscrapers, or the power of our military, or the size of our economy. Our pride is based on a very simple premise, summed up in a declaration made over two hundred years ago: 'We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal. That they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights. That among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.' "That is the true genius of America -- a faith in simple dreams, an insistence on small miracles. That we can tuck in our children at night and know that they are fed and clothed and safe from harm. That we can say what we think, write what we think, without hearing a sudden knock on the door. That we can have an idea and start our own business without paying a bribe. That we can participate in the political process without fear of retribution, and that our votes will be counted at least, most of the time. "This year, in this election, we are called to reaffirm our values and our commitments, to hold them against a hard reality and see how we are measuring up, to the legacy of our forbearers, and the promise of future generations." -- Barack Obama, July 27, 2004. Get involved. Obama 2008! Posted by Erin at 11:03 PM | | filed under: Political, baby Friday, January 04, 2008
Let us please not use our brains to discuss Britney Spears today
On why some people hate Hillary Rodham Clinton: "I am betting that the democratic nomination will be based on the question of whether the US is more racist or more sexist, but still. I didn't expect the reason for the hysteria against Clinton to be spelled out like it was political wisdom: 'She's not demure. She's a bitch. Therefore we hate her. Pass me some steaming American family values, please.'" The Smart Bitches get it dead on. I'm still not inclined to vote for HRC, but not for the reasons listed in the post. I think she's too polarizing, and I think we all know I'm an Obama girl from way back when. Still. It really does beg the question: are we a more racist society or a more sexist society? I'm inclined to say "sexist" but that's probably a little knee-jerky on my part. Posted by Erin at 10:47 AM | | filed under: Political, baby Sing it, sister
Scott and I are really only addicted, really and truly, to one television program - the WGN morning news. The first texts I get in the morning from Scott usually include commentary on what's going on. Do not ask - you'd have to live in Chicago and watch these guys regularly to know what I was talking about. My sister is just as addicted. You need to do yourself a favor and read Ana Belaval's latest blog posts over at the WGN Morning News blog, especially if you're a new or soon-to-be new mother, especially if you're one of those and a professional woman who is struggling with some conflicting feelings about motherhood. She's really writing great stuff, and promises more. I've read these sorts of candid confessional-type blog entries before, but rarely, if ever, from an Emmy-winning television journalist working in mainstream media. And it's an important distinction to make and support. If we have professional women in her position, in the position and with the guts to be honest and truthful about the very real struggles that some women face, we're all better as women for it. Hell, we're better as people. Scott also weighs in on Ana's wonderful posts, though he makes more salient points regarding the impact of blogging in a way my emotional self couldn't. |
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