Illinoir

…for those of you who don’t know (all 2 of you, maybe) I am moving to Plainsboro, NJ on November 2nd.

I am moving mainly beause the Cubs failed to advance to the World Series and I am sick to death of hearing Tim McCarver talk. There’s no television in the middle of New Jersey and I’ll be happy to never have to hear exactly how long it’s been since the Cubs were in the series. Damn, I know it’s been since 1945. Everyone can stop talking about it.

No, kidding. As my dad says when people ask him why I’m moving: “The question is not ‘why is he moving?’; rather, it’s ‘what is her name?'” explanation of this

This is the only World Series I officially recognize:

Games 1 and 2
Games 3, 4 and 5
Games 6 and 7

Go Cubbies!

Wannt see some scary numbers? Check out the national debt to the penny….

Wonder if the government gets tons of spam about consolidating and eliminating debt?

I get in the mail today:

• my Comcast cable bill
• another envelope from Comcast marked “Personal and Confidential.” What could this be? Those test results from the Comcast health clinic? I open it — a letter that begins, “Dear friend, your television has been without cable for too long….”

So, I can’t help but think that my cable bill might be lower if they weren’t spending money trying to sell me cable.

…and it still really hasn’t completely hit me. As Dave said, “This is happening.”

I don’t hardly believe it.

oh yeah — the bears won earlier today. The team sprayed each other with Champagne and the city of Chicago had riots. Amazing that anyone has any energy left….

But whatever…. I still don’t believe the Cubs are in the playoffs. The fact that they even won one game blew me away. I just can’t believe I’ll be so disturbed if they lose tonight.

That said, it’s time to start drinking.

• Saw Bill Maher tonight, in Skokie of all places. No idea what I was in for, and not really feeling like a night out, but a good time. Very funny. Claims to be middle of the road, and probably is, but since Bush is such a screwball, much focus goes there. Fun fun.
• Moving to New Jersey. If I can find a decent apartment there. Sometimes I lose sight of the whole big picture thing and get too obsessed with the details, but I know I need to find a decent place to live or else it’s just going to suck. Of course, I’m worried that I could quickly spiral downward there, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take. It’s the path I’ve chosen to take, and take it I shall. There are pictures of my last trip to Jersey here.
• Going to Jersey on Friday. Going to Philly on Saturday. I am jet setter extraordinary.
• Got a nice nice letter from philyboyz27 and the funniest flier ever in the world. I mean, hilarious. If I had a scanner, I’d scanner in the morning….
• Why is mood always “tired”?
• Cubs in playoffs. Not liking games facing elimination. Wish to God they’d gotten it done today. To see the madness at Wrigley. Tomorrow is such a risky game to watch — don’t want to see the looks on those faces if they lose, etc. etc. But enough of that talk — Wood vs. Hampton, I’ll take Wood any day. It’s an amazing thing. All this time waiting for them to get into the postseason, I’d forgotten what postseason roller coasters are like. Not since the 2001 Mariners have I ridden one, and that one was from afar… But fuckin’ Yankees…. Yeesh.

Bulletproof Monk is an abomination. I nearly cried with relief when it ended.

Lines people actually used:

“The coast is clear.”

“I have to do this alone.”

On the other hand, Confessions of a Dangerous Mind is just brilliant. Fantastic.

Ages ago, I met this girl, and were I prone to writing bad poetry about the pain and struggle of separation, I’d be spitting it out by the boatload. Fortunately for you, my friends, I am cured of that sort of thing and so focus on other matters at hand:

The maintenance folks are installing a brand new faucet in my bathtub. What a wonderful world!