Olde Town

Walking around Olde Town you can see the layers. Every thing feels as if it has had a purpose. I've been to 'new' cities like Dubai and Shanghai. They have limited appeal to me. I have come to realize I prefer organic cities. My favorite still has been Buenos Aires. Out my bedroom window: O’Briens. The clock. The train. The chimneys. Second City Theater. The Snow. The old church. What is a city but the collective force of it's inhabitants' personalities? I once heard a wonderful thought:"People want the city to change them. But its the other way around. Each person moving here changes Chicago." I'd love to take you on a stroll around my neighborhood. It's got one of the friendliest vibes in Chicago. So many small details to appreciate. There’s a Moody Church nearby. I like to imagine the memories that were created there: weddings and funerals and prayers of longing. I guess people are like that too. Our characters are built layer upon layer over time. There are layers of use and disuse that have acumulated over time to give the city it's character.

As I transfer this to my google blog, my particular predicament is should I walk across the street to go to Treasure Island, buy some pita bread and eat my hummus like a civilized person or I just dip my finger in. hehehe, Guess which I chose. Sometimes you just have to act uncouth in order to give the finer points in life contrast.

I need some paintings at my place. I have commissioned a painter, but open to suggestions. She has lots of great ideas from painting a musical song I like to something that is inspiring. I was thinking of having photographs of my friends in black and white and put them on my walls. Could be cool. Just need a unifying theme.

Once I get in shape, I’ll throw a naked party. Yes, I’d like my friends naked in my living room.

It's hard figuring out T's daily rhythms. Her seems ever changing. I think once you understand someone's daily rhythm you know when they need attention and it all sort of works out without much thought. Think we all struggle with finding the right amount of together-time early in our friendships. It takes awhile to know someone's daily rhythm.

This has been on my mind lately as I imagine decorating my new place. Matching colors and textures and tone is a pain in the behind but worth it. I wonder if I should have a million candles around my apartment but no matches or lighter. It will feel like an alanis morissette song. Ok, scratch that idea.

One great thing about living in an area with a lot of dog owners is that you don't need one. Hehe, I think playing with other people's dogs is like playing with other people's kids, You get to rile them up but don't have to deal with the shit.

Could prehistoric man eat a handful of Barbecue Baked Lays Chips and checked the temp outside on his iPhone? But why I am jealous of him. I just like the idea of grabbing the girl and taking a big club and smashing all the males around her.

It's a bit romantic :)

Living here, in this wonderful apartment, across from a serene view. All I need are some gauzy drapes, and then it will feel a bit like living in a Harry Potter novel. I can imagine waking up at 6AM and being facinated by the beauty of the lights down wells street as they shimmer through the gauzy drapes I've hung over my windows. Yea Buddy!

Now that I've cleaned my place today, I think I'll dance around to Lady Gaga. The hipsters passing below my window or looking at me from the other buildings will surely think I'm uncool. Ok, scratch that idea too.

It's gonna be tough trying to hold on to my virginity in this town, geeez.