Crap, I just laughed at others' pain....

The words "jackhammers," "war zones" and "hell" rarely accompany the word "magnificent" in conversation, but they did repeatedly Monday as residents of the Magnificent Mile described what it's like to live among street performers on a daily basis.

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"I'm talking about not being able to have a conversation in my own home, listen to music, anything, without that bang, bang, bang, bang, bang," said Phyllis Mellow, who lives on the 33rd floor at Michigan Avenue and Chestnut Street. "If you go shopping on Michigan, you can walk by it. But it is all day for us."

Those living downtown also complained of saxophonists who play only one or two songs over and over again. The music from two TV series in particular, "The Flintstones" and "The Simpsons," are perpetually rattling in the heads of everyone living on the Magnificent Mile, they said.

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Yeah, that would suck. But my first reaction was to laugh....

Timelies all!

Yay Jilli!

My training teams might notice the drop in their numbers by 25%.

I wish people would stop asking questions.

What's the last thing that made you smile unexpectedly?

Email reminding me that I'm picking Perkins up at the airport Thursday!

earlier report on demise of fever appears to have been premature.

I just got to use, with complete and utter justification, a slightly politer paraphrase of the statement "Google is your friend" to a doctor. Can I go home now? In fact, can I retire? Surely my professional life can hold no greater achievement than this.

Some people are seeing the conflict over primate ownership as something larger than monkey business -- a question of government power. Taking a libertarian view, Joseph Kirkland doesn't think he should be punished for the perceived mistakes of other monkey owners. An National Rifle Association member, he channels that group's resentment toward people who want to legislate his life. "Just like my gun," he says, "They're going to have to pry my monkey from my cold, dead hand."

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All this monkey.

I have to admit that I've sent off an email incorporating stuff we've covered in class so far. Still moving too slowly, though.

Is there a sort of colour blindness that'd explain sunburst yellow socks with black shoes, navy (I think- it's dark under the desk) pants and a business blue shirt? Or is it flair?

Dressing in the dark? Laundry day?

On Gilmore Girls: Paris is totally going to kill Rory.