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Let me fill you in on some history.
Every morning, I get my coffee at a place called Artisan Cellar. There's a Starbucks in the building, but I got turned onto this
place thanks to Justin and
Ben. Over time, we've become the regulars here. To the point where we've now got
tabs that we keep, behind the till.
Artisan is primarily a wine and cheese shop. They've got a wide selection of items, and began carrying Illy coffee maybe two years ago. Right
around the time I started working for Emmis Interactive.

This is Trent - he who makes my morning coffees. He is the closest thing I have to a drug dealer.

And this is Greg (who I tend to see more in the afternoons).

Here are some of the wares available at Artisan.

This is my view most mornings, as I'm waiting for a redeye (shot of espresso, dropped into a full cup of coffee). It's
sort of like a Boilermaker, but different.

This is where the magic happens.

One of two full (wall to ceiling) shelves of wine.

There are also a ton of cheeses available. Every once in a while (and this was more last year than lately),
Justin and Ben would
buy an assortment of cheese and some bread, and call that a lunch.

Slipping behind the counter.

So this is a big slab of Mortadella.
Ben, apparently, saw this in the display and asked what it was. Trent's response
was that it was a quality meat, and he offered to make Ben a sandwich. He
referred to it as "The Cadillac of Bolognas."
I mean, come on. How can you hear something like this and not want to try it out for yourself?
So... for lunch, I decided to accompany Ben, and give this thing a
whirl.

Trent, in an action shot.

Mmmmmmmmm. Mustardy.

Ben, waiting patiently for his sandwich.

To top things off: Fontina cheese and some roasted red peppers.
Actually, sad to say, I wasn't that taken with the Mortadella. I'm happy I tried it. And it was by far a quality sandwich. I just
didn't find myself thinking that I'd order it again, anytime soon. Good, but not something I could see myself getting a hankering for.
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This is a gift Justin got from his parents, a while back. It's sitting on
his desk, and I was killing some time as he was shutting down for the day.
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Earlier, I was working on getting up the pics I took from Matt and Juliet's visit (a lot
of blurry photos). In going over the Millenium Park images, I did a search on
Google for millenium park sculpture.
Lo and behold, I come across a pretty incredible blog called rachelleb.com. Lots of great
photographs and entries dating all the way back to 2001.
Make sure to check out the Street Writing photographs. Very cool.
And how random is this? Looking at some of the links on this site, I came across one for Satan's Laundromat!
Which, coincidentally, was another blog that I happened across while searching around Google.
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There is no "I" in team.
But there's an "I" in pie.
And there's an "I" in meat pie.
The anagram of meat is team...

Looks like Shaun of the Dead has been out for a while overseas, but is slated for release in the States in about a month. Check out
the trailers:
QuickTime version.
Windows Media version.
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Thanks to persist for this link.
This whole site is a bit disconcerting, on numerous levels. In fact, check out the Video
Library area and watch the Fire Drill video. Tell me
those kids don't freak you out just a little bit.
Still - I'm totally ordering myself a coloring book.
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