Sorry for the delay in the blogs. Since the purchase of my iPhone, I haven't been as concerned with finding "real" internet. Hence, can't put up photos. But finally, finally we're back in NYC. As you may have noticed though, this blog is for the 3rd, and so in blog world, I'm still in Chicago. A quick look back at some of the more recent blogs has brought to my attention the waining quality in my writing. I'll attribute this to fatigue. Now that I'm finally back on a relaxing schedule, I'll try and make these last few blogs as good as possible. Which I suppose isn't saying too much.
Ok, let's see... October 3rd. This was actually a day off. Since we had been out late the night before we slept very late. Noon or one, sometime around then. Kim had been making a big stink about getting to go to "Hot Dougs", which apparently is some sort of Chicago treat. As the name implies, Hot Dougs serves hot dogs. Hot dogs in a variety of meats... in fact, there was alligator and other more exotic things on the menu. Luckily for me they also had veggie dogs and veggie corn dogs. Even though the hot dogs were great, I can't fully endorse a place that murders alligators. Sorry Doug.
I honestly can't remember what happened in between breakfast at Doug's and the late evening, but fast forward to dinner where we went to an all you can eat Indian buffet. Some friends including Dan Deacon - who had canceled some shows due to a straight 45 days of touring with no days off - came out and we had a nice time. Even though Kim hates spicy food and refused to try anything, and ended up ordering some boring vegetable thing that looked bland. Besides Kim, everyone was very full and very happy.
The night before we had planned on having a bonfire at Alex's house, which is across the street from Julia's house, the house we were staying at. But rain ruined those plans, so we tried to make it up.
Just before we got over to the house we heard sirens and found the fire department outside, rushing the back yard. This was as high quality an image I could muster:
That's a fire truck.
But Chicagos best quickly realized the fire was well contained in a trash can, and left the party alone.
The best part about the fire is the treated lumber from the garage that was used. It was crackling and melting and putting out blue and green flames. I guess safety and not air quality is a fire mans' only concern.
Oh! I forgot to mention. And for those of you who don't know: at midnight something special happened. I turned 24. Yippie, right? Everyone at Julia's had a shot of whiskey with me, and this was the only drink I had all night.
I was in a bummer mood because of this (the birthday, not the shot) and the only thing in the world that could cheer me up happened to be over at Alex's house.
A trampoline!
Matt was nice enough to hang out with me and we both did some jumping. It's really hard to get shots of people while trampolining for some reason, but we tried.
We both managed some halfassed back flips and front flips, and it was basically awesome. Apparently during our jumping the police showed up to check on the fire, but when everyone told them that the fire department had deemed it safe, they said OK and left! Matt and I were so busy jumping we actually missed this entire exchange.
I was so beat that for a while I fell asleep sitting down in a chair back at Julia's, but I moved over to her comfy couch in the middle of the night. Not a bad birthday evening.
Once again, Chicago is A-OK.
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Great work.
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