HomeStrange Musings: That Sums It Up
17. Mar, 2009 
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This photo is here because I needed an image and I didn’t have my recent brain scan here with me at my seasonal home (it’s multi-seasonal). Having said that, is there any place cooler than Johnny’s Grill in Logan Square. It’s like stepping back in time. Please turn off your mobile phone and refrain from talking during the post.
Ladies and Gentlemen! Attention please! Due to a severe case of the Lazies (don’t worry I’m on the mend), this post about me not writing a post because I’m lazy will be shorter than if I were writing a post about something other than a post about me not writing a post because I’m lazy. Don’t give me that look.
OK folks – you’re witnessing it; the breakdown. It’s ugly isn’t it? Now try to imagine what it would look like if I knew how to change my font color. EXACTLY. Not good.
I just don’t feel like writing. It’s not flowing. I got nothing. No ideas, no descriptors, no dumb jokes. I’m an accountant. Ha! See! That was NOT good. But I got stuff on my mind. There’s a new sheriff in town. They’ve cast a new Darren. You’ve been there or you’ll be there or you’re not making the most of it (it being life). Aunti Mame is on. This is one meandering movie. Golly. I can’t stop watching. It’s a train wreck.
What was I talking about?
Did you hear about the Sears Tower? I KNOW!! Who cares. Guys, I know you’ve never been in one of their stores, but Sears is a corporation. If it were some honorable mayor or something more likely, I’d y’know . . . donate a buck or something. I could get behind it (kind of). But to make a stink about changing the name from Sears Tower to Willis (Whatch-u-tal . . . not going to do it) Tower seems a folly.
So, OK. Later.
Thank you for attending this post. Please remove your plastic shoe footies and exit in an orderly fashion.
12 MINUTES LATER
I just proofread and found that, prior to me correcting it, I’d referred to himself in the third person. W. T. *? Is that ever OK? I’m so glad I was able to correct it before posting as to not reveal my neurosis.
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You can’t breakdown yet – my house isn’t finished and ready for a house tour. However, if you’d like to document the ongoing hell of the renovation you’re more than welcome. We’re at the paint/fixtures/base/doors point.
Johnny’s looks like it’s cut from the same cloth as Jeri’s at the corner of Montrose and Western (Ham! On the Bone!) or the Diner Grill on Irving Park Rd. Does Johnny’s have a specialty?
you are funny. and insane. I love you!!!
Look how thoroughly they’ve shovelled the snow into neat banks. That’s a big sidewalk, too.
Hahahahhaa!!! I feel your pain!
I love Johnny’s! The waitress can be a scatter brain though.
Goog luck coming out the slump. You did awesome during the winter.
Have a shot (or 2) of Jack Daniels … it cures everything!
don’t you just love that bluuuuuuue sofa in Auntie Mame!
Dear, dear Tate, please, go have some comfort food at Johnny’s. Stay as long as you need to, then write and tell us A) What you had to eat B) How it helped your revival. Or — contemplate the fantastic blue twilight sky in the photo. Whatever you need, let us be there for you.
In the meantime, I can tell you how I celebrated St. Patrick’s Day: it was with my mom and cousins in a pretty little town named Lindsay, and I had a great sirloin burger for lunch at Kelsey’s, a restaurant very suitable for this day.
Is this helping? Please let us know tomorrow.
You guys are the goodest. Sniff. But I’m doing great. I’m going to be featuring some really interesting house tours. Very, very cool, interesting people.
Also, I did love the furniture and general aesthetic of Auntie Mame . . . and also that gay kid . . . and Mame of course . . . and the formulaic foil . . . and the unlikely scenario of a rich guy choosing Mame after knowing her for like five minutes. Also, can you believe I just figured out that the wacky Aunt on the Brady Bunch was modeled on the character. Do you guys remember her? The one that looked exactly like Jan when she was a kid? And Jan freaked out but ultimately learned a valuable lesson about . . . I forget about what.
RP30! I knew you had a twirl-able mustache. – love your avatar! Way to go.