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Podcast 8, We've moved to Alaska
<a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/IACPodcast8_We_ve_moved_to_Alaska.mp3">Podcast 8</a><br /><br />We're back.<br /> - Ralph's dead uncle, Langston<br /> - Cybertronic Septic System<br /> - Abigail's Diary<br /><br />Songs:<br /><br /> - You wake up with no arms<br /> - Abigail's Song<br /> - "The lump goes at midnight"<br /><br />www.incurable-allure.com
We're back
After a long, long break, we're back in the blogosphere.<br /><br />Much has happened since my last post in late June.<br />First off, I left Chicago, Moved to Kansas for a short while, and now I'm living in Alaska.<br /><br />More on that later.<br /><br />We're making music and film once again, though. Check out the IAC's latest project:<br /><br />Frigid Waters, with Andre LeBleu<br />Episode 1, Alaska's Turnagain Arm<br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYAC5J-KS_k&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYAC5J-KS_k&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>
Dropping the Ball
I've been a huge fan of Mediocrefilms.com for a while now, and I've got to say, Greg Benson, you're pretty much the greatest man who's ever lived.<br />Dropping the ball is my favorite of the Mediocre Films library.<br />Because, honestly, poop can be very funny.<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSbPt39EQA"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSbPt39EQA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Check them out<br /><a href="http://www.mediocrefilms.com">Mediocrefilms.com</a>
A roof with a view
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIahA4vsd1ysq2mIThC_p35kVm6Wyx_R6kL1QOqtT5cdBrTUcpgE-VJ7bnhwm_SPeK0428PoEQThzeDoolA5230bf7xlHRDUeFI8kuHg9HoNm-1IKY0Ia1tkWS-0Wzwptcf9tN/s1600-h/roofpan1_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIahA4vsd1ysq2mIThC_p35kVm6Wyx_R6kL1QOqtT5cdBrTUcpgE-VJ7bnhwm_SPeK0428PoEQThzeDoolA5230bf7xlHRDUeFI8kuHg9HoNm-1IKY0Ia1tkWS-0Wzwptcf9tN/s400/roofpan1_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077826467087426514" border="0" /></a><br />the view from my roof on May 28, 2007
The Winds
<div style="text-align: center;">The Winds<br /></div><br /><br /><br />It was in the early morn of my demented days<br />We took walks in the park<br />We hung from buildings<br /><br />We watched the blades of the fan spin in endless circles of computed elation and bliss and hatred and mediocrity<br /><br />But the sun never rose outside my bedroom door<br />Or my window<br />Or under my bed, filled with sleepy rats<br /><br />And here, the day is half passed<br />And we always feel like we should give a damn<br />But never seem to do<br /><br /><br />We walked along the corridors of greatness<br />Smelling smells that went in one ear and out the other<br />We stopped for barbecue with the clowns of Nineveh<br />We wanted to be nice<br />Never told them we were vegetarians<br />And starved instead<br /><br />Day 22 brought us closer to freedom<br />Bellies rumbling from spoilt milk and the cheese of the damned<br />We filled up on chili-lime pistachios<br />And everybody saw we were nuts<br /><br />Regret became a commodity<br />Instead, we swam in gold<br />Never did we ever look away, not once<br />Until Trish went under<br />We had to dive down deep, so that she might live<br /><br />The winds of change dropped their G-forces, and instead looked to the sea<br />The winds of chance took us home again<br />Where we didn’t want to be<br />Having left in the first place<br />We left again<br />And looked to the sea, ourselves<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ivjowx948GB-5svh0vSpzK3sPteVOR10azwO0HGTSfn0jIkiQdn-iuGAGMP-Y9J3kB7Gvb-HEGhvRHcOD2fDjxRj7Q2QMURIsjouAihn-vA1DMqelZ_OQdZPBmn3qAQvyA7k/s1600-h/change+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ivjowx948GB-5svh0vSpzK3sPteVOR10azwO0HGTSfn0jIkiQdn-iuGAGMP-Y9J3kB7Gvb-HEGhvRHcOD2fDjxRj7Q2QMURIsjouAihn-vA1DMqelZ_OQdZPBmn3qAQvyA7k/s400/change+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077147673276097474" border="0" /></a>
Graphics
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQvgbM_slpkaJeP3thvWz7vehOBgeFtpt16oibbg4jdCFEGSSTaSnpECH7ADyRJ2aS7UtN4QaiL3UeAEnvZ9IL3oYyukzzP8oiDm_Z5oJUWlqkz3dYdv-VnLA2xSJ_1FDWNQ17/s1600-h/logo3_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQvgbM_slpkaJeP3thvWz7vehOBgeFtpt16oibbg4jdCFEGSSTaSnpECH7ADyRJ2aS7UtN4QaiL3UeAEnvZ9IL3oYyukzzP8oiDm_Z5oJUWlqkz3dYdv-VnLA2xSJ_1FDWNQ17/s400/logo3_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077028990444807074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54U0y6y_TdBueUewO-Q_OCtLUriSxNhbYFMcUVK-k5cyZf8kK35n8_cm__i8dcSCfVpu4iJDUk4YW8mO6j_jVF-Ve7XvyInpWw_pCtcDerp5alP0U5BAl7sDfsW6lOmxYRBpf/s1600-h/logo6_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54U0y6y_TdBueUewO-Q_OCtLUriSxNhbYFMcUVK-k5cyZf8kK35n8_cm__i8dcSCfVpu4iJDUk4YW8mO6j_jVF-Ve7XvyInpWw_pCtcDerp5alP0U5BAl7sDfsW6lOmxYRBpf/s400/logo6_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077028986149839746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVyu-TIahxv_HSwJiWw_poVevNrwCEITstzTxoDBV-weJbrRVlmwiO7POYfxqqckdFciy5Hz9hufuaowf8y84THDdNnT-CBjOWwq1gnEJe38Mb20XKptjeC_VYCmbVNidRmL7/s1600-h/logotuba.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVyu-TIahxv_HSwJiWw_poVevNrwCEITstzTxoDBV-weJbrRVlmwiO7POYfxqqckdFciy5Hz9hufuaowf8y84THDdNnT-CBjOWwq1gnEJe38Mb20XKptjeC_VYCmbVNidRmL7/s400/logotuba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077028986149839762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTPKj1QtjrTZ5EKueSD33haj3fwYJTKVrdS7xwSBaw8GgX2GQnTkFT7rBtjsFlQ2cRa4ypKK8PEBtpZqAKv6uvyiyWKh_e5gej2CtKqjdRps-LfQWHSogiVRkjXAvZM9G5tPuB/s1600-h/question1_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTPKj1QtjrTZ5EKueSD33haj3fwYJTKVrdS7xwSBaw8GgX2GQnTkFT7rBtjsFlQ2cRa4ypKK8PEBtpZqAKv6uvyiyWKh_e5gej2CtKqjdRps-LfQWHSogiVRkjXAvZM9G5tPuB/s400/question1_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077028990444807090" border="0" /></a>
Henopause
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.self-sufficient-life.com/henopause.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.self-sufficient-life.com/henopause.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a>This cartoon is by Dan Reynolds.<br />It came from a wonderful little blog I like to frequent, called "<a href="http://successwithpoultry.blogspot.com/">Keeping Chickens in your back yard</a>"<br />Or http://successwithpoultry.blogspot.com/<br /><br />It's great if you've got a poultry related problem, or just want some friendly tips on how to keep your feathered friends happy.<br />For instance, yesterday, my White Crested Polish chickens' eggs hatched, and I wanted to find out <a href="http://successwithpoultry.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-to-tell-sex-of-chicks.html">how to tell the sex of the newborn chicks</a>.<br />KCIYBY was just the ticket. So, if you have Chicken related questions, just like I do, check them out
I once punched a baby
I like this. Possibly because it's 1:13am, but also because it's funny.<br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXR4T8xVFdw"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXR4T8xVFdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object>
Samuel's Manual
When Samuel read the manual he noticed something quite peculiar.<br /><br />Said Samuel to the manual, I’ve the brains to read you not<br />For you’re nasty and confusing and a lot of nerve you’ve got.<br />Only the most of learned scholars understand you when they see<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Your instructions are so many that your languages number three.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtTjDb9T2o7sQmxATaC42X4RBsiH568Txae6wnJjpAHQ6Ka3vHagVRWM5rMAal7UB2pEmyx3gmPEK5j1ZLEApxPF18wjifV1uOHldvOa2xA4XRpvyN2VFlzoo6_PeK-qPDIMq/s1600-h/cord1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtTjDb9T2o7sQmxATaC42X4RBsiH568Txae6wnJjpAHQ6Ka3vHagVRWM5rMAal7UB2pEmyx3gmPEK5j1ZLEApxPF18wjifV1uOHldvOa2xA4XRpvyN2VFlzoo6_PeK-qPDIMq/s400/cord1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073776338697102194" border="0" /></a></div>
Podcast 7A
The Incurable Allure of Carrots<br /><a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/Podcast_7A.mp3">Podcast 7A</a><br /><br /><span class="text"><span style="font-family:Duality;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size: 20px; line-height: 22px;">-Down Wilson<br />-The Sparrow, The Sun, and The Moon<br />-Allegretto Kluge in Green<br />-The House of Nine Dragons<br />-Invasive storms<br /><br />Send us questions. We have answers.<br /><a href="mailto:aaron@incurable-allure.com">Aaron@incurable-allure.com</a><br /></span></span></span>
Incurable Allure Vidcast 1
It's IAC <a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Aaroneoustruths-IncurableAllureOfCarrotsVidcast1466.wmv">Vidcast 1</a>. Yay.<br /><br />So, you may have wondered where we went. Or maybe you didn't and you just forgot about us.<br />Perhaps you thought we'd been eaten? Or maybe we fell in?<br />Either way, Hinky Binky is here to set the record straight.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nPM8ZZLSE8"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nPM8ZZLSE8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br />Send us questions, we never tire of answering them.<br /><a href="mailto:aaron@incurable-allure.com">Aaron@incurable-allure.com</a>
The inner life of a cell
This is friggin' awesome.<br />Not just for the computer animation, which is pretty great, and a work of art in and of itself, but also because it does a bang up job of telling you how a cell functions.<br />Because learning is, um, cool.<br /><br />And no, it's not a coincidence that I'm posting this the same day as Ze Frank. I'm just sharing the love, that's all.<br /><br />Alright, fine. I stole it.<br />There. You happy?<br /><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjexZ88wIno"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjexZ88wIno" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck? (List #3)
LIST #3<br /><br />How much wood could a woodchuck chuck<br />if a woodchuck could chuck wood?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gqGMlD7eb99b89aFcEZ_tgd9Zu_UkdZRLAjQJ98NdM32cF_uzFzUzxvnMtK-FrB0tZhNc6mnsRDMw0c9YZJ3ZQEhRygNb5BlnNUNdxmUtQyeSB0ohVcLBmLszR8I6GC9i6kr/s1600-h/woodchuck_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gqGMlD7eb99b89aFcEZ_tgd9Zu_UkdZRLAjQJ98NdM32cF_uzFzUzxvnMtK-FrB0tZhNc6mnsRDMw0c9YZJ3ZQEhRygNb5BlnNUNdxmUtQyeSB0ohVcLBmLszR8I6GC9i6kr/s400/woodchuck_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063383350725401730" border="0" /></a><br />10. 550 board feet<br /><br />9. None. Woodchucks are just Groundhogs in disguise, furry bastards.<br /><br />8. None. Chuck Norris killed him with a roundhouse kick<br /><br />7. How does one "chuck"?<br /><br />6. All of Sherwood Forest<br /><br />5. Ulysses S. Grant<br /><br />4. "it is decidedly so"<br /><br />3. More than Sweden could, even if they tried really hard<br /><br />2. It doesn't really matter, because each time he chucks a tree, the EPA says he's required to plant another one.<br /><br />1. 30 arbitrary units of generic wood, provided by local lumberyards at cost. Because, gosh darn it, we stand behind our local woodchucks.<br /><br /><br />You can hear "The Woodchuck Song" on my myspace<br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/aaroneoustruths">AaroneousTruths</a>
Podcast 5D
<a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/Podcast_5D.mp3">Podcast 5D</a><br />Travels in Time<br /><br />What's in it?<br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="text"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size: 20px; line-height: 27px;">-time travel<br />-lots of questions<br />-Irving and Mailbox<br />-What's ever become of Julie?<br />-Piano that Irving Filled</span></span></span>
My Coffee Table #1
The first in a series.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2Xyh8clsuHqpn3fMEl2fPVriVeExEOsEb-tMulGYjEdqv5ffSVuUR3s-vZRiuzq4SVRLlNUbbAXT6QdljkaRzikW4oZ_6Ti4E2GOblwPGW_3eGaetTzprs2-YDrMBlitLzdh/s1600-h/coffee+table+1_edited-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2Xyh8clsuHqpn3fMEl2fPVriVeExEOsEb-tMulGYjEdqv5ffSVuUR3s-vZRiuzq4SVRLlNUbbAXT6QdljkaRzikW4oZ_6Ti4E2GOblwPGW_3eGaetTzprs2-YDrMBlitLzdh/s400/coffee+table+1_edited-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057501131020524658" border="0" /></a>
Podcast 5C
<a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/Podcast_5C.mp3">Podcast 5C</a><br />Chucks wood<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3p5KCptG9Xnj0k51g6nnRq4wn2VEE6p7SUINj3iBnv9zAGs9nj2zF6TNnr2HvLjIJpOIcKzNz-EuwfxoOVh1t2dVyB5nBNbWwtgB9RzERG41addIJ_DQj-skFYNWlv_YCLGG/s1600-h/candy+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3p5KCptG9Xnj0k51g6nnRq4wn2VEE6p7SUINj3iBnv9zAGs9nj2zF6TNnr2HvLjIJpOIcKzNz-EuwfxoOVh1t2dVyB5nBNbWwtgB9RzERG41addIJ_DQj-skFYNWlv_YCLGG/s400/candy+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057092747772833858" border="0" /></a><br />-The Woodchuck song<br />-We're sleep deprived<br />-The Homicidal computer<br />-Chariots of Fire<br /><br />As always, send your weird questions to us at<br /><a href="mailto:Aaron@incurable-allure.com">Aaron@incurable-allure.com</a>
Podcast 5B
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh73rmLaFHUnvwjec0cNNZIBn9V6bizipcLdAhHubdemqdtOHH5g4KhBSVSnu8c-vVgi-ZLj0GQb1I2Tvu_Ju3YdZARmfBm4td4Zp295M3Q1HJsfus1feieLYEEJzawE-mUJpbI/s1600-h/5b4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh73rmLaFHUnvwjec0cNNZIBn9V6bizipcLdAhHubdemqdtOHH5g4KhBSVSnu8c-vVgi-ZLj0GQb1I2Tvu_Ju3YdZARmfBm4td4Zp295M3Q1HJsfus1feieLYEEJzawE-mUJpbI/s400/5b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053095641269697218" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's Friday the 13th, and <a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/Podcast_5B.mp3">Podcast 5B</a> is out and about taking a shout out loud.<br /><br />Check it out at<br />www.incurable-allure.com<br />This podcast features "The Allegory of Dan"<br />(as requested by Patrick, of St. Louis, Missouri)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23z4YYJv2IuSkSvZg6t64e1LuxtFNxwF5Dl3AW8rQoZIcDJQAqFjjFMxs18eObwDezTDmZOUADQSO6_-xrAJ-OThg0WaE4LIPoTNNU4drpimcX0857zU7gmVkMWm_J2L_Z5EQ/s1600-h/5b3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23z4YYJv2IuSkSvZg6t64e1LuxtFNxwF5Dl3AW8rQoZIcDJQAqFjjFMxs18eObwDezTDmZOUADQSO6_-xrAJ-OThg0WaE4LIPoTNNU4drpimcX0857zU7gmVkMWm_J2L_Z5EQ/s400/5b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053095645564664530" border="0" /></a>
Rest in Peace Kurt Vonnegut
<div style="text-align: center;">Kurt Vonnegut<br />November 11, 1922 - April 11, 2007<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.realone.com/assets/rn/img/1/6/3/8/11128361-11128364-slarge.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i.realone.com/assets/rn/img/1/6/3/8/11128361-11128364-slarge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Rest in Peace<br /></div>
The Window
My view of the window from my couch, as I have been habitating it for the past 5 days while sick.<br />These were taken this morning, just after I woke up, and before I ralphed on the floor.<br /><br />-A<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisz8rjEObRL7npGQfjGcihoG2Q4xyKIUWhMUJiJdTMSdWlQXliDCMtJ444MyBNW74dcDhheNzpCcUov8BgNXTpg2C7UwjXMPpAo3Ab7altPVqvsOi54TVzLCfni2I1Fej1ZP0x/s1600-h/window+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisz8rjEObRL7npGQfjGcihoG2Q4xyKIUWhMUJiJdTMSdWlQXliDCMtJ444MyBNW74dcDhheNzpCcUov8BgNXTpg2C7UwjXMPpAo3Ab7altPVqvsOi54TVzLCfni2I1Fej1ZP0x/s400/window+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051577433650824482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnLlULt6TjxmG8nA-psZVR0ib0JcES4e6xUoI-YqZw1f4Rqk84EMvvhqZg0W-Ve0yMxwUILAE46O6hDLd49zX7QLWM3T9Ze6NFGs0Q9-m6QzvoxoxH52qsILeyCW8WYqSAEW8/s1600-h/window+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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West town
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYBpkEpl6FAXuTf2TTU0o67S8FQvE3_jOufBuL4AlZMgym0UbpQ_9LhgLnB2_-u4dbZ3N6Fr15pPk48ur79wv3ZwnsgKYG1qqQqmY9U66MmhKvNEtxEZLJop6PPzgs_RbNfcKX/s1600-h/west+town+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYBpkEpl6FAXuTf2TTU0o67S8FQvE3_jOufBuL4AlZMgym0UbpQ_9LhgLnB2_-u4dbZ3N6Fr15pPk48ur79wv3ZwnsgKYG1qqQqmY9U66MmhKvNEtxEZLJop6PPzgs_RbNfcKX/s400/west+town+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049428201951134930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRe9RdeGgT_Ha1htWEHWqT6Sc1-ORYG-rXmBX59jL-iCrAH0GmawXG3WgmQBf7Is7zIvEqVPBgSeWYUhHOGGLqLHmGrt4AlPIGNqE2RzGyj-mVVceO8A4TMsMcFFaNNmCNBXTD/s1600-h/west+town+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRe9RdeGgT_Ha1htWEHWqT6Sc1-ORYG-rXmBX59jL-iCrAH0GmawXG3WgmQBf7Is7zIvEqVPBgSeWYUhHOGGLqLHmGrt4AlPIGNqE2RzGyj-mVVceO8A4TMsMcFFaNNmCNBXTD/s400/west+town+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049428206246102242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7KJuhhbcf0ju3IFU2P5QGdr1vlQkbMOiSv0AMoUrcpnX43txk6bS7IvB_htMwX2cRx2z-KZD9whvMNJ-hyF_OcOouW8nVK1wzrbTPFMwt9wOGy38z1BCC2W4yp8Y6tTxbxGU/s1600-h/west+town+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7KJuhhbcf0ju3IFU2P5QGdr1vlQkbMOiSv0AMoUrcpnX43txk6bS7IvB_htMwX2cRx2z-KZD9whvMNJ-hyF_OcOouW8nVK1wzrbTPFMwt9wOGy38z1BCC2W4yp8Y6tTxbxGU/s400/west+town+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049428210541069554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEsd0M3dfbSIkOs67cbI-17WMvenLW9v2mRlRZTDzdBvm9RShyphenhyphenljTcB8xNKqY7xmJkLPFiUt0xyJpamcgfv_CcHbyNb89mfMccieoq9qE0ivKCEtz4abnJokpVg5Tcti8Ywfov/s1600-h/west+town+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEsd0M3dfbSIkOs67cbI-17WMvenLW9v2mRlRZTDzdBvm9RShyphenhyphenljTcB8xNKqY7xmJkLPFiUt0xyJpamcgfv_CcHbyNb89mfMccieoq9qE0ivKCEtz4abnJokpVg5Tcti8Ywfov/s400/west+town+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049428214836036866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cit98Njra6_ygk1wbJHlUS3MxuBTwjSTRuGV0z70rf-W3LppspzOktMr_rqUE-9rWjY3J3-DJOC9FBsHjcd16hHgXonMxhqtwZb_fw4Gz4p7dljbqLfkKIHyIiWDjX2duF76/s1600-h/macro+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cit98Njra6_ygk1wbJHlUS3MxuBTwjSTRuGV0z70rf-W3LppspzOktMr_rqUE-9rWjY3J3-DJOC9FBsHjcd16hHgXonMxhqtwZb_fw4Gz4p7dljbqLfkKIHyIiWDjX2duF76/s400/macro+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049428223425971474" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Aaron/My%20Documents/images/lapcam/west%20town%20001.jpg" alt="" />Represent.
Podcast 5A
We're back from hiatus...<br /><br />Check it, yo.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.incurable-allure.com/files/Podcast_5A.mp3">Podcast 5A</a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Send us your quandaries, queries, and questions at<br /><a href="mailto:aaron@incurable-allure.com">Aaron@incurable-allure.com</a><br /><a href="itpc://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/HKvN"><br /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="itpc://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/HKvN">Subscribe in iTunes...</a><br /></div></div></div>
Happy Passover
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglMCnORq82UhKMZTprMloRXELnKAQRmJGDCEb0v3vuHQi7xNzxH2nctoq2Z3vVIN7akVLwqnCTnI7OT2gz06pIXqc-OqL8GN7SXZmoJPHbBS3lOOi8UZJsBaACaf_IGHhx7P6Q/s1600-h/893d08306b49d37a68b267c73228d7d551def40b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglMCnORq82UhKMZTprMloRXELnKAQRmJGDCEb0v3vuHQi7xNzxH2nctoq2Z3vVIN7akVLwqnCTnI7OT2gz06pIXqc-OqL8GN7SXZmoJPHbBS3lOOi8UZJsBaACaf_IGHhx7P6Q/s400/893d08306b49d37a68b267c73228d7d551def40b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049082412484835122" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Passover. Here's wishing you syrupy wine and a constipation-free holiday.
Recent Addictions #1
<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >1.</span> <a href="http://www.zefrank.com/theshow/">The Show with zefrank</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.slate.com/media/1/123125/122983/2156774/2161812/070322_brow_zefrank.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.slate.com/media/1/123125/122983/2156774/2161812/070322_brow_zefrank.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Especially the scrabble episode. And I'm quite upset that I didn't find out about this a year ago. Thanks a lot, Ze.<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguHQLQKuTBLHo5F6N8YzfKAnIGwvgnaE5uLl-78ZYkZgsckP9ghpyhyphenhyphen-0Ol4XgdIwG-vhcJl_XaNSTER0lubtVmeMiVSDRYPEl1DowSGjQOCO1fi_x_kZVG_HLMet5aZNHRrRv/s1600-h/lionme_edited-1.jpg"><br /></a></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" > 2.</span> Lions<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yZgssDHGho48_Et0bHSDNhnq_kszJfmYtzvoPt_ggp4LzyqL74MRvSVsllGVVYUyLGdDOzOt8ul2KX2pVe9NYSf0zd7o8Zzl-I0Dxh6YgtY0TSypIn1-TIVbLU_QIqC8s2aK/s1600-h/lionme_edited-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yZgssDHGho48_Et0bHSDNhnq_kszJfmYtzvoPt_ggp4LzyqL74MRvSVsllGVVYUyLGdDOzOt8ul2KX2pVe9NYSf0zd7o8Zzl-I0Dxh6YgtY0TSypIn1-TIVbLU_QIqC8s2aK/s200/lionme_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048624727884871442" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yZgssDHGho48_Et0bHSDNhnq_kszJfmYtzvoPt_ggp4LzyqL74MRvSVsllGVVYUyLGdDOzOt8ul2KX2pVe9NYSf0zd7o8Zzl-I0Dxh6YgtY0TSypIn1-TIVbLU_QIqC8s2aK/s1600-h/lionme_edited-1.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yZgssDHGho48_Et0bHSDNhnq_kszJfmYtzvoPt_ggp4LzyqL74MRvSVsllGVVYUyLGdDOzOt8ul2KX2pVe9NYSf0zd7o8Zzl-I0Dxh6YgtY0TSypIn1-TIVbLU_QIqC8s2aK/s1600-h/lionme_edited-1.jpg"> </a> (yes, that's my face on the lion)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yZgssDHGho48_Et0bHSDNhnq_kszJfmYtzvoPt_ggp4LzyqL74MRvSVsllGVVYUyLGdDOzOt8ul2KX2pVe9NYSf0zd7o8Zzl-I0Dxh6YgtY0TSypIn1-TIVbLU_QIqC8s2aK/s1600-h/lionme_edited-1.jpg"> </a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >3.</span> <a href="http://www.biddycast.com/">The Lascivious Biddies</a><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/369567678_83a23981ba_d.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/369567678_83a23981ba_d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I heard these guys for the first time two weeks ago, and since then I've probably listened to their album "Get Lucky" about twenty three times. These women rock with some serious class. Not only are they amazing musicians, but the lyrics are great, and the tunes are about as catchy<br />as...<br /><br />...I don't know, something that's really catchy.<br /></div></div>Plus they've got hot voices. Score.<br />Check out their website. They've got a podcast. Double score.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >4.</span> Scrubs.<br />I'm sad to say, it's true. A friend lent me the first season and I indulged.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mardukkina.it/images/160/scrubs.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mardukkina.it/images/160/scrubs.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />But hey, there are worse things to be addicted to, right? Like, say, heroine, or masturbation.<br />y'know, just hypothetically, that's all I'm sayin.<br /><br />...what?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >5.</span> Direct sunlight.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqD1yW9XHzz9l1FkMlpSixR61H4IxgU_Fh7DcmQ1JXFxWEv2xfjGjIYCFR4UVEZlazcYNZ35drkZv9A8RLRtdNkf-jC0qv8OWWzovPE_YurfAnXBQOj9LMMNi_OIOm5w_SBz1f/s1600-h/face1+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqD1yW9XHzz9l1FkMlpSixR61H4IxgU_Fh7DcmQ1JXFxWEv2xfjGjIYCFR4UVEZlazcYNZ35drkZv9A8RLRtdNkf-jC0qv8OWWzovPE_YurfAnXBQOj9LMMNi_OIOm5w_SBz1f/s200/face1+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048627717182109474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />It makes me happy.<br /><br /><br />Ahh.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >6.</span> Bread.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seasonbyseason.com/pantry/img/bread.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.seasonbyseason.com/pantry/img/bread.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />(this is the last day I can eat any before Passover starts)<br /><br />And finally...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >7.</span> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Wikipedia_Signpost/2007-03-26/WikiWorld">The Weekly WikiWorld Comic</a>, drawn by Greg Williams<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/31/Buffalo_buffalo_comic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/31/Buffalo_buffalo_comic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Well, that's it for today. Keep rockin' in the free world.<br /><br />-A
Harry the Door
<p class="MsoNormal">A door is a door is a door.<br />Or so they say.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>But not this door.<br />This door was different.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>This door’s name was Harry, which was already uncommon, as doors rarely have names.<br />Occasionally you will meet a door named Archibald, or Woodrow, perhaps even an Edward, but not a Harry.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Harry liked his name though.<span style=""> </span>It kept him content, and as we all know, there is nothing more important to a door than being content.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well, almost nothing.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Harry was ajar.<span style=""> </span>He was open.<span style=""> </span>Quite wide, in fact, and had been so for about eight years now, which in door days, is quite a long time.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Harry was a very important door, or would be if he’d been shut for eight years.<span style=""> </span>But an open door… an open door was a direct contradiction to Harry’s very purpose in doordom.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">For you see, a door is meant to close, otherwise it’s merely a doorway, and the door, or rather, Harry, hangs on his hinges unused.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br />Harry’s mind rarely strayed from his predicament, for its cause lay directly in front of him for the past eight years.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">That cause was Professor Cummings.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br />In the past, the Professor had always been a friend of Harry’s.<span style=""> </span>Opening, shutting, opening, shutting.<span style=""> </span>Every day it was the same routine.<span style=""> </span>The Professor would climb the eight hundred and sixty two and a half stairs up to Harry, swing Harry open with a push of his flappy hand, grasp the tree trunk of a rope that hung from the ceiling, and with a mighty tug from his tusklike shoulders, he would ring the bell and call the students to class.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>And so it went, every day, and Harry enjoyed this thoroughly.<span style=""> </span>He enjoyed the affectionate pat from Professor Cummings’ weathered palm, he enjoyed the vibrations in his hinges as the mammoth bell would gong, he enjoyed watching the Professor clasp his hands over his ears immediately after releasing the rope and cursing loudly, only to be offended once more by the groaning sentinel that was never on the lookout, for it’s eyes had long since been silenced by the very ringing it produced.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>And by the fifth or sixth ring, the Professor would stop cursing, grab hold of the large bell, and attempt to slow it by heaving his weight against its swing, which always ended in his being shoved backwards onto the stone floor, grunting.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>“You may be big!” the Professor would shout, “but I’m bigger!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Which wasn’t quite true, thought Harry, for the bell surely equaled, if not surpassed, the weight of Professor Cummings, who would then stand and rest his leathery hands on the stone, looking out over the campus for a moment.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Yes, Harry”, He would say, through thatched lips, “Looks to be another day.”<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Then he would turn, grasp Harry’s knob, and shut him as he left.<br />That was Harry’s favorite part.<span style=""> </span>For as we all know, doors love being shut.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>But all that was quite a long time ago.<span style=""> </span>The ancient ringing of the mammoth bell hadn’t called the students to class for many months.<span style=""> </span>Professor Cummings hadn’t shut Harry in quite a while.<span style=""> </span>And now Professor Cummings was getting quite old, laying on the stone before Harry.<span style=""> </span>So old, that he was, in fact, dead.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>First had come the birds, eager to pick away at the fresh skin of the deceased.<span style=""> </span>Then the rats, gnawing at bones, lashing out at one another in vicious quarrels for rotting organs.<br />Then the flies, sucking away the blood and laying their maggots to tunnel through the flesh till all that was left was the bone of Professor Cummings.<br />...And a tiny indentation in the great bell, where the Professor had unintentionally struck it with his head after shouting to the departing ship that never turned back.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br />One by one, the bats came, no longer blackballed from their roost by the ringing of the great bell, now silent as Harry lay open.<br />The bats dropped their guano, and picked at the last of the solid bones, and carried every last bit of Professor Cummings away, except, that is, for the skull.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The skull had been too heavy for the bats, and now it rest gazing up at Harry through vacant eye sockets.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And now the wind blew, and even the bats were gone, chased away by the mist from the waters, slowly rising to the tower beneath Harry, just months after the Professor’s unfortunate accident.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And no more students traversed the green lawns, below, for the <st1:place>Atlantic</st1:place> had crawled inland and swallowed up all but the bell tower, and Harry, and Professor Cummings’ skull.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And Harry was open.<span style=""> </span>Eight years now.<span style=""> </span>A disgrace to his doordom.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Harry’s hinges shook, but it was not the timber of the great bell, it was the <st1:place>Atlantic</st1:place> crashing her mighty arms against his tower.<span style=""> </span>But this time, as his rusty hinges shook, <st1:city><st1:place>Atlanta</st1:place></st1:City> finally ripped them loose, after nibbling for eight long years.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And Harry ceased to even be an open door.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">And <st1:city><st1:place>Atlanta</st1:place></st1:City> took a great swell, and with one foul crash, she invaded the tower and carried Harry away from Professor Cummings forever.</p>
Chicago Avenue
So, In an effort to get back to the good old days, where I was posting new stories and poetry and things like that, here's a vignette I wrote today.<br />-A<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Chicago Avenue<br /><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">It is </span><st1:date style="font-style: italic;" year="2007" day="11" month="3">Sunday, March 11, 2007</st1:date></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">First day of daylight savings</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">First thaw of the year</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The sun is out at <st1:time minute="30" hour="17">5:30</st1:time> as I leave the theatre building with <st1:city><st1:place>Brea</st1:place></st1:city>, my director for Machinal, the show I’m composing music for.<span style=""> </span>We’ve just seen “The workroom”, in the new studio.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">We part.<span style=""> </span>I make my way down printers row, through the deserted, vacant downtown on this Sunday afternoon in early march.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I enter the LaSalle st. subway to make my way north on the blue line, back home before I have to go tile a bathroom.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">On go the headphones, on goes the iPod Shuffle as I hunker into the station and await the coming train.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I hear the clarinet of joyous klezmer celebration, clapping, wailing trumpets, fiddle,</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I shuffle and sway slightly, my true feelings betraying my façade to the station.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Rumbling, on comes the train, round the bend and right to me.<span style=""> </span>I board the front car and notice its vacancy.<span style=""> </span>This is a day of vacancies.<span style=""> </span>A vacancy of cold, a vacancy of crowd, yet today is more full of life than all the winter’s been.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I sit facing front and realize than I can see through the front window and view the oncoming tunnel.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I wait, I move closer as we descend down through the tubular depths, gliding past lights and signs briefly illuminated by our headbeams in the darkness.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">A light approaches, we glide into <st1:city><st1:place>Jackson</st1:place></st1:city></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Glide into <st1:city><st1:place>Monroe</st1:place></st1:city></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Glide to <st1:state><st1:place>Washington</st1:place></st1:state></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Glide glide glide through the dark world of the underground</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Then suddenly, the CURVE TOWARDS CLARK APPROACHES</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">We’re not going to make it, are we?<span style=""> </span>It’s so steep, so tight!<span style=""> </span>And just as the windshield and headlights prepare to kiss the curvature of concrete, it slides on past for moment after moment as we spin our tangent, a thing made of straight lines turning in a seemingly effortless cheat of option.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Glide into <st1:place>clark</st1:place>, glide down the ramp, deep into the belly, towards the long stretch to grand, past lines of staggered bulbs, illuminating a rat</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">A crawler</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">A cord</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">A sign</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Up and down, an invisible roller coaster of secret joy, spinning and twisting, wheels nonexisting</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Glide into grand, on a cushion of air.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The Grand Station</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">That which is wonderful</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And though the Voice of CTA now says “This is grand… and <st1:city><st1:place>Milwaukee</st1:place></st1:city>”</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">We still know it’s grand.</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">With its euphoric blue lights at its stairways, a cool pleasing mother I will never touch, save for sight</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And as soon as we see her, grand is gone, and a fat lady with skin both black and white sits in front of me to the side, so I can still see our path</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">With lights swooping past, gliding me home to <st1:city><st1:place>Chicago</st1:place></st1:city>, and up jumps the station and out jumps me</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Double take, for now that I’ve seen the way here, is here really here?</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Turning left up the stairs past the wet red floor that is always wet and red </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">and a floor</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Out of the cage turnstile</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Up into the clear and onto <st1:street><st1:address>Chicago avenue</st1:address></st1:street></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Joel rubin still playing his clarinet in my ears, more joyous than winter’s been</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">And I take a breath and smell the same smells I always smell upon exiting</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The sewage, highway, wastewater, pizza, distant bakery</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The birds are chirping past me, past the fire station, walking west, a young man</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Clarinet clarinet clarinet</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Army surplus on the left “Don’t Tread On Me!” says the snake</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Over the Dan Ryan, slipping smoothly beneath</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Clarinet, yada da, </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The wind through my clean hair I washed this morning</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The wind through my clothes and my eyes</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">My bag swinging at my left</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">My laptop hanging at my right</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">An old man smoking cigarettes, taking the first few puffs turns the same way I do</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Clarinet, saxophone, joyous occasions call for dancing and shaking and hopping </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Birds chirping</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Hand on my iPod, </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Pause</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">The Baptist church is having evening service and rocking down the walls</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Clapping stomping sweating praising!</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">A little boy has the door propped open with his leg, looks at me</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">HA HA HA HALLELUJA! </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Unpause</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Clarinet up down up down screaming for what we know but can’t see</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">On the right, the park, children running with sticks clacking the metal fence, old woman sitting on the steps of the Ida Crown natatorium</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Young couple walking past me as I near <st1:city><st1:place>Ada</st1:place></st1:city>, the smile and the laugh with the breeze and the early rays of the first sunlit afternoon of <span style=""> </span>the love</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bubble bubble</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Turning left on <st1:city><st1:place>Ada</st1:place></st1:city>, walking south, past the school for kids who aren’t smart</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Guy sitting on steps with cigarette and cell phone</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Looks at me</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fire escape</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Parked cars</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fire escape</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">My parked car</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Is still there, I have to check</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fire escape</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Key in knob, door slam sticky, I shut it</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Turning left up the stairs, second floor, the sun illuminating every shade of brown possible, </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Door is unlocked</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Roommate is home</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I am home</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Windows open</span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">I sit.</span></p><br /></div>
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