I have had certain platters served right in my lap, sometimes even delivered by early AM CTA trips. I have attempted to appreciate certain platters, but there's a few I tossed away. Let's say tomorrow I was put on death row, to be executed shortly after, I'd be able to pick my last meal quite quickly: suzy q's, pancakes, and corn-cornbread. I've wanted one, fooled myself into thinking I wasn't entertaining many, and now I work towards a distant epic dream. I love you still. WHOO.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Walkin from Memories
One of my dearest hometown friends just flew back to Texas today.
I want to say I worry about him, but I don't.
I see in him what I do like about me, and I just hope he keeps his head on straighter for the next couple years.
On the streets of Chicago, you never quite know if a twelve year old will attempt to sell you narcotics, a wheelchair bound man will pull a gun, or if Chicago's "finest" will drive onto the sidewalk to impose their wills on you.
I'm just going to keep on walkin'
I want to say I worry about him, but I don't.
I see in him what I do like about me, and I just hope he keeps his head on straighter for the next couple years.
On the streets of Chicago, you never quite know if a twelve year old will attempt to sell you narcotics, a wheelchair bound man will pull a gun, or if Chicago's "finest" will drive onto the sidewalk to impose their wills on you.
I'm just going to keep on walkin'
Thursday, April 9, 2009
"Chicago, I'll see you around..."
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
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