Day 318
Today is jampacked with stops to make and food to make and plays to make it to on time. The sauce for dinner is being made. My contribution to this evenings dinner: I guess I can do the dishes.
Last night we realized that yesterday I had been to the Jewel Supermarket three times in one day. So far I have only been there once today. But it was our biggest haul yet. We brought home enough ingredients for me to watch my best friend make breakfast burritos and make a silly video tutorial of how to make coffee while only mumbling the words, "cocksucker motherfucker" on repeat. Again, my contribution was the dishes.
We went to a neighborhood called Wicker Park today. When I was in Chicago four years ago it was a neighborhood that I really enjoyed. Now all of the indie coffeeshops are being replaced by banks and American Apparel stores. The only good news was that the giant bookstore and the record store were still there. At the bookstore we looked for a cat that we didn't find and read aloud from a Nancy Reagan book. After my friend finished the opening lines I asked him if he was bored and he said he was and I said, "Good, otherwise you wouldn't be my friend anymore." The record store had us diving through the 99 cent a CD bin. At one point we both pulled out two different copies of the same Cranberries CD. Apparently, they made a CD after the one that had Zombie on it. Weird.
On the bus ride back we saw a woman weaving between traffic holding a sign that read, "Too Ugly for Prostitution." And the guy seated across from us pulled a dog out of a cheap gym bag and the dog looked like a bat.
So, sometimes you meet someone and judge someone as a boring asshole. Shut up, you do it too. Today I did that and it turns out this person I judged as the most boring person in the world is actually very funny and wonderful. I am super glad he isn't a boring asshole but every time I laughed at his jokes or admired him for something he had said I felt like I was the asshole or whatever is beyond assholedom. Man, the world would be so much easier if you could make sweeping generalisations.
It is very late and I must go to bed or at least try to sleep in the heat. More tomorrow.
Tip of the Day: Buying paintings of Cyndi Lauper is ALWAYS a good idea.
-Canadian Castaway
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