Location: Casa Huff & Cooper
Chicago,IL
I’m currently sitting on the couch with a lovely silver grey cat who is napping with her fat butt facing me.
Cinnamon & Andrew are geeking out seperatly on their own respective laptops, reviewing blogs, logs, and pictures online.
I am delighted by spending chill “regular time” with people that I don’t get to see or spend time with often enough. Simple things like listening to jazz, making fun of goofy emails, and sharing various silly blog content. We talk about scotch. And cats. And people we know. And bond films. And wikipedia. And etc.
This after an evening with Cinnamon and her lady pals playing “poker” where no shirts or panties were lost, but much wine was had, and many more giggles than that. My stomach is still full and happy from having some Surl Long Tang with my friend JB earlier today (waves hi to jb!) after he was kind enough to pick me up from the train station.
Thunks today:
Any stigma associated with train travel should be abolished. I was pleased to discover the convenience of the transportation did not exceedingly diminish or destroy the romance associated with this mode of travel that I’ve had from movies while growing up.
There’s a lovely leisure to it. Fairly relaxing. Tons of space to spread out. And a fairly reasonable a la carte selection of foodstuffs in the dining car including heinekin or coronas, hebrew national hotdogs, gardenburgers, and other sundries. A more diverse or healthy selection of food stuffs than available on planes including yogurt and fruit, juice, and milk. And did I mention how cheap the tickets were? $26 one way from Detroit to Chicago. With loads of flexibility re: changing the dates of departure or cancelling tickets with nominal penalties. Not a bad way to go when you have more time than dollars, and no manic schedule to be bound to. No wifi or powerplugs though. But that’s ok. I had enough media between naps with the ipod, and episodes of battlestar galactica.
I’m a little sleepy and it’s snowy outside. Chilly, but reasonably calm.
Snow blankets the ground making all things sparkle and clean, quiet, and still.
It’s real weather. Something that I’ve missed from spending too much time in SF where the weather goes from rainy to non rainy during the winter months.
Other things?
I think I’ve been predjudiced or unreasonably terrified to some degree of what those “next stages” in life might mean for me. Something that’s been resonated to some degree by conversations I’ve had with USG and other friends. I guess I’m not the only one who considers with some trepidation, going into that “great fade” once a person does adult things like … getting married, buying a house, having kids, etc. I’d like to believe that adulthood development does not include a lobotomy. I’m always delighted when i meet or read folks who encourage that vibe still as well.
Smoocheritos