Fwiw, Jessica, I understand how you feel. I always preferred the snow to the cold rain in the winter. Rain is so much more depressing.
Exactly! Must be an East Coast attitude.
I declined to read Under the Banner of Heaven because I already get sufficiently creeped out by Mormonism every time I stay at a Marriot. Open the Book of Mormon to almost any random page, and you will find at least one sentence that is frighteningly (and often violently) anti-Semitic. Now granted, I've never had any individual Mormons threaten (offer?) to cleanse my soul with blood, but still. Ew.
I've heard from several born and raised NYers that the votig machines are tied in with organized crime groups in the city.
Isn't everything?
No! Just restaurants, garbage collection, snow removal, union membership, toll collectors, broadway ushers, illegal gambling,
legal
gambling, prostitution, strip clubs, auto body repair, window replacement, construction, road repair, federal landscaping contracts, most plumbers, and those shitty sound walls along the highway that don't block sound and keep the snow from melting for a week.
I have to confess to liking the Philly voting machines better than the New York ones, because in the NY ones, you have to push your way through the curtain -- in Philly, casting your vote opened the curtain.
Come to think of it, that was the case with the ones in Jersey -- certainly preferable. Though I would argue that the curtain function is secondary to the
ch
chunk
in the satisfying voting experience.
When I start my book club, Under the Banner of Heaven will be our first selection. Hell, I thin I should start a book club with Local-istas!
I love Evanston. When it's time to plow the side streets, they send a Parking Enforcement vehicle with a loudspeaker telling everyone who's parked on the South side (or whatever) to move their cars - or else....
When it's time to plow the side streets,
At least you get your street plowed...
not that it's ever going to snow here again evidently.
At least you get your street plowed...
That's what she said!
In your pants!
My condolences for your and your gf's loss, Gloomcookie.
Tom, I have every confidence that you'll continue to make progress in therapy. You're a trooper!
Job~ma to meara... hopefully you'll find something better than the one that just evaporated on you.
We got pretty snow yesterday in a very thin blanket, which only messed up the roads for a couple of my not-driving hours and seems to have cleared off now. I did have the very weird sensation of condensation on my kitchen floorboards last night—I've never lived over someone who kept their apartment colder than mine before. (Though I don't think they're in residence all the time, actually.)
What I am wearing today:
Jeans
Vintage mint Aerosmith
Aero Force One
tour shirt from 1989 found in evidence room
Raaather eighties eye-makeup (though I could have gone further).
Watermelon lip gloss
This is amusing the shit out of me.
No! Just restaurants, garbage collection, snow removal, union membership, toll collectors, broadway ushers, illegal gambling, legal gambling, prostitution, strip clubs, auto body repair, window replacement, construction, road repair, federal landscaping contracts, most plumbers, and those shitty sound walls along the highway that don't block sound and keep the snow from melting for a week.
See, in Chicago, those are all controlled by your alderman and/or mayor (through the aldermen), even the illegal gambling. In NYC, the politicians are assisted by the criminals. In Chicago, the politicians are the criminals! And if a criminal is not a politician, he wants to be one for the clout, but can't get elected outright (see: Tony Rezko).
