When I was growing up, my parents listened to WGN Radio and nothing else. For those of you that don't know, this is an AM Talk Radio station based in Chicago. I HATED the fact that they didn't listen to music and often hoped this was evidence I was adopted or switched at birth. I mean, how could these people enjoy listening to other people just ( Read more... )

I got an email from my dad on Tuesday. He must have been bored. Here's what it said:

Hey Guys ( Read more... )

The reason this post is taking so long to actually come to fruition is because I fear it will be really long and I don't want to bore the 6 people that read this. But I want to write about it for me, not for you. I went to Chicago last weekend (not two days ago, but a week and a half ago) for the MS walk. My friend Sarah (who I adore with all my ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning grinning. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. I hopped out of bed and looked out the window. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping - bonus ( Read more... )

Friday, 11:30 p.m ( Read more... )

The White Sox won the fucking world series last night! It was such an awesome game! I can't believe the one year I am away from the city, something like this happens. I wonder what the vibe is like there right now.

It's happened. Here at work I have been outed. Yes, one wrong word and now everyone knows ( Read more... )

Neither of these stories are that exciting, so I've combined them ( Read more... )

Requested by dirigiblesWhen I flew home to Chicago, I was excited to see my parents. I mean, last semester I drove to Aurora every Saturday to teach a clarinet lesson, so I would see them once a week. My mom picked me up from the airport and drove me to Aurora. My parents and I went to dinner at Chili's (because it's on the short list of restaurants that ( Read more... )