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February 1, 2004

Sunday Ritual

Most Sundays, if I take out the trash I tend to keep on walking down my alley to the local coffee shop. Part of it is due to habit, and another part is due to me just figuring it's an efficiency thing. As long as I'm out, I might as [read more...]

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Juliet...

You rock. [read more...]

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Part of an email from Juliet

Underneath all of that, it's still there, the desire for a book on the shelf, for being able to say what's in my mind and having it come out true. More than that, I want to count myself among the ranks of people who kept me company when nobody else [read more...]

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February 2, 2004

Your Guess is as good as mine

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Breaking Up

The Chicago River was a surprise this morning, particularly since it had been frozen up a few days ago. [read more...]

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Groundhog Day!

Justin has been considered "underground" the past few months, where his sole task has been to work on developing a company-wide Content Management System. Truth be told, he's only really gone underground in the past few weeks, and has still been fielding a lot of requests that keep him from [read more...]

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Justin

I'm thinking Friday. I'm thinking the end of the work week. I'm thinking no requirements, no stress, no to-do lists. I'm thinking booze and blindness. What do you think? [read more...]

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February 3, 2004

Matchbook Museum

The Matchbook Museum. Big thanks to Matt for this link. Great scans - get lost here for a bit. When you're done, check out the main site: www.lileks.com. Lots of neat collections. [read more...]

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I feel loved

I got home and, when I was fishing around in my mailbox... I come across this: Up until tonight, I've been worried that I had somehow offended the two of them. Mainly because I don't remember anything at all from the last time we boozed together. I'm taking this as [read more...]

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To the cute girl who was at the Damen Blue Line stop this morning, around 9:10 AM

This morning, I remembered to grab all my bills so I could mail them. When I dropped them off into the mailbox at the end of my street, I walked another 50 feet before remembering I had forgotten my wallet. Backtrack. Then walk back. Needless to say, I was a [read more...]

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Found Art Finds Me

Yesterday, Ben borrowed my camera for a photo shoot he was working on with his boys. It felt a little weird walking around with my LaCie drive in my pocket (it's normally tucked into my camera bag). It also felt a bit weird to not have my camera on my [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 3, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Rypunked!

Woohoo! Congratulations on landing a new job! Way to knock their socks off! [read more...]

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Templeton, Reemerges

After a nearly four week stint in Milwaukee, templeton's back in NY and plugged into the digital world once more. He's been quite the busy bee while he's been away.. Temp, you didn't miss all that much. Watch out for those email attachments though. :) [read more...]

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Carpé Carp

There aren't many blogs I keep up with, but eccesignum.org is one of them. Check out his Carpé Carp entry, and take a look around. Lots of good stuff there. eccesignum.karma++ [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 3, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

February 4, 2004

Blocked

Tried writing tonight, but no go. I don't feel like I have anything to say. And without that, what's the point of writing anything? If I were extremely sad right now, or insanely happy... I feel like I might have something to try to convey. But tonight, just a big [read more...]

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Perseverence

It's not much, but I noticed this shriveled, black balloon maybe a week or so ago. I was standing at the Damen Blue Line stop, looking down onto the street, and noticed it hanging from a nearby tree. The balloon was being batted around by the wind, but had [read more...]

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February 5, 2004

The Book

Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer: The Beauty Supply District by Ben Katchor [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 5, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Alright...

Tried writing again, and it's just not going anywhere. I'm beyond feeling down or sad or what have you. I'm just plain out pissed off. I know it's been a while, but WHAT in the fuck. It's not like I don't know how to write a god damn poem. I [read more...]

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Random Thought

I've got a lot of my life posted here. Every once in a while, I dig through the past year or so of entries, and I just get lost. Part of the enjoyment is remembering, but at the same time it feels... masturbatory, voyeuristic almost (even for me). Sometimes, I [read more...]

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From Justin

Fee — Read this book! It's the thing I mentioned at the Siskelafter Sans Soleil ... like that movie, it restores my childhood sense of awe & wonder... Also, there's an observational commitment in Knipl that reminds me of you. I hope this is the book that meditates on "marking" [read more...]

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February 6, 2004

The Triggering Town: Writing Off the Subject

by Richard Hugo Young poets find it difficult to free themselves from the initiating or triggering subject, which starts the poem or "causes" the poem to be written, and the real or generated subject, which the poem comes to say or mean, and which is generated or discovered in the [read more...]

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February 7, 2004

Drinking On the Phone

I talked with Juliet tonight for a few hours. About halfway through, the two of us started in on our own respective glasses of Jim Beam. We talked about writing, about blocks, about how to get back into writing regularly. We hit a lot of topics: jobs, being alone, video [read more...]

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February 8, 2004

Satisfaction!

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Posted by avoision on February 8, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Sunday Ritual, revisited

It was open today. :) [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 8, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

How These Things Start

From: Juliet To: Felix Subj: ahem Ohhhh Feeeeeeeeliiiiiiix I am the Master of Pyrotechnics http://games.yahoo.com/games/downloads/rm.html (that's level 18) [read more...]

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Initially...

From: Felix To: Juliet Subj: RE: ahem Level 6 Damn you, Juliet. I hate this game. [read more...]

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Subsequently...

From: Felix To: Juliet Subj: RE: ahem Crowd Pleaser Level 17 LSDFLG:JDSFL:KGE:L#Q#$OGKVEGROGF:LKDF:LGKSDF:LGQA:LRGKQ#OGK! GAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 8, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

February 9, 2004

*yawn*

Last night, I was tossing and turning for a good while. I got to bed around quarter to one, read until about 1:30, and didn't really fall asleep until maybe 2:30 or 3. Gonna be an early night tonight, apparently. *looks at clock* *realizes it's not even 8:00 PM yet* [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 9, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Happiness

On my way home, I stopped into the corner store to pick up a soft drink. As I stepped off the curb, my left foot landed in a ginormous puddle of water. I began cursing my luck and got all grumpy with the world. Not 30 feet later, I noticed [read more...]

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February 10, 2004

What in God's Name

I feel fucked up and all over the place. The past few days, I've had trouble sleeping. Looking back, I'm blaming soft drinks at a late hour for my insomnia. But since the start of this week, I've come home feeling more listless than I have in a really long [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 10, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

The speed, lately

It's been a slow few blog days, it seems. Sorry about that. [read more...]

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February 11, 2004

Hungry

So I made myself a salad tonight. And dammit if, not an hour afterwards, I'm hungry again. I've been trying to contain my snacking (I don't really have any junk food around, so I'm munching veggies or drinking water). Now I remember why I don't like salads: they don't do [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 11, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Signs of Life

Cool idea, with some pretty fun images. Check out Signs of Life. I ended up submitting a few images; we'll see if they get accepted. On looking back, I know I have a *ton* of these sorts of signs/photos. As I was digging through my files I came across [read more...]

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One of these days

Another project of mine is to start categorizing some images. I may still leave them stored in the same folders/structures, but grouping them together somehow would be nice. Thematically linked or some such thing. Like getting all my Halloween images together, or linking up all the separate images from that [read more...]

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February 12, 2004

Flashback: 1994

Man, that was some long hair I had back then. And that's a cigarette, thank you very much. On the right is my friend Jim; to the left, a youthful looking Dave Fischoff. [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 12, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

More Notes

More notes scrawled on the city. [read more...]

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Crumbling to Peer Pressure

I said no. I had no interest. But still, I was talked into going to see a Bulls game. I'm not crazyabout basketball (or crowds for that matter), but I've never been to a game. I've been told that I can'trenew my Chicago residency unless I've been. Some convincing taunts [read more...]

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Bulls vs. Celtics

First time (for all of us), visiting the United Center. You know what's better than 19th row tickets? FREE 19th row tickets. Emmett, making his way through the crowd. Poor guy - a bit later on, as he was dancing to some music (below), he ended up getting knocked [read more...]

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February 13, 2004

It's Weird

I'm getting home at a decent hour. But I'm simply not sitting/working in front of the computer much at all this week. Hell, I'm not even drinking much beer at all this week. I crack one open, but I seldom finish a whole one. Maybe it's the winter, digging its [read more...]

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February 14, 2004

Random Trivia

In 1923, Rudolph Valentino published a small book of poetry entitled "Day Dreams." [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 14, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

Not Really

I mentioned a while back that I had some big project in mind for Valentine's day. Unfortunately, that's fallen through. I was going to animate one of my old poems but, I'm just going to type it in instead. However - as a side note, I'm currently working on taking [read more...]

Posted by avoision on February 14, 2004 12:00 AM | | Comments (0)

The Atomic Theory of Valentines

by Felix Jung We’re given paper, scissors, glue, as if these tools can make or mend our little hearts. Each February teaches us that red means love, despite the world’s request to stop, to see our anger