Happy Halloween

How to make a microphoe: toilet paper roll (for a small mic) or paper towel roll (for a biggun) painted or sharpied black. Balled up newspaper with smoother newspaper outer membrane .. also painted/sharpied black. String or wire for chord hanging out the bottom (you hold onto that when you're breaking it down)











How to be Mike Ditka: mustache, check. '85 championship sweatshirt, check. polish sausage in my belly, check.

Cold is in your mind

Dear Tess,

You're totally kicking my a$$ with the posting, and I won't rest until I catch up at least a little. I got to think about a lot of things while I was sitting on that Harlem ramp tonight, and if I had an iPhone (something I can't afford) I could have just updated from there. I was thinking about things that happened 1 year ago (LA party, MIA, various other acronyms), 2 years ago (well 2 years and a month, the craziest surprise party ever) and 3 years ago (Paris/London week 1....and now I feel sick). But isn't that kind of wacko nuts?

And that lead me to think of moving to Europe again. Because I can only listen to careerbuilder.com tell me so many times that I should manage the Family Dollar store in the inner-city southside (respect) before I just throw my hands in the air and say "God! I am your play-doh: Mold me." What do you think? Let's go take our (my) broken spirits to an exotic location and be broke there.

Now let me address your comments (most of which we've already discussed because Zoe made fun of us):

• Don't give up on hamburglar. Greer has a black hat, tie a white ribbon around it and you're set. And what about making a tie out of paper? Or any red fabric? I think the hamburgers on the tie are optional, but if it's paper you can totally do it. Or Rosie the Riveter
  
• Confession: I'm afraid of the dark. And creepy people creeping on me in the dark. And that's why I'm afraid of the Murder Mansion. If you can arrange a viewing with the lights on, I'll go. But remember how fuck'n pissed we were after the Grona Lund haunted house?!?! REMEMBER?
• Maybe if you laugh enough around Sunday she'll remember what happiness is and you can finally get her off those catidepressants, so even if it's at my expense, laugh away.
• I'm totally down for changing the blog title. Let me do a quick poll of our readers to see what they think and get back to you.
• Today I met with someone to talk about my resume and she said you shouldn't put too much stuff with each bullet point, so I think I'm totally blowing it right now, but oh well. How should I make a microphone?

NEway, c u l8r. Thx 4 signing my paycheck.

Love, Annie

and now it's winter

Hey Annie,

Looks like we made it through the first day of our only-talk-through-the-blog-silent-protest-of-nothing. So, I thought I might take this opportunity to tell you about my day instead of calling you.

1. I found out I'm working Saturday during the day so I don't think I can go rally voters in Indianapolis with you. I cursed under my breath when I saw the schedule.

2. I've been thinking about the Hamburglar costume and I don't know...where am I going to find that hat? Plus he has burgers on his tie. Where am I going to find that? And the red hair... I'll probably do something easier like a sexy turtle. Unless you have any second thoughts about matching Austin Powerses.

3. There was a major bar fight at work tonight. One dude was there for about 6 hours drinking and chatting with a few different people including this other dude who came in a few hours after him. Next thing we know, it's 9:30 and both of these guys are stumbling over to the door and one grabs the other by the throat, drags him outside, and they both start beating each other in the street. I was totally traumatized. I've never seen anything like that...even through my 4 years of observing monthly cafeteria fights at OPRF.

4. Speaking of violence, Zoe really wants to go to the Murder Mansion tomorrow so I think I might take her in the evening. I hope I don't freak out. She also wants to go to http://www.chicagobrauhaus.com/ which looks pretty good. Whatchu think?

5. I was watching Sunday eat tuna today and then I LOL'd remembering the cat poop conversation last night. And then Sunday looked at me.

6. As I've written this, I've figured out that we should just do this instead of blogging. This is what we do best. And it's proven to be semi-interesting to other people (Ben Cleary, you, Ben Cleary, me) should we ever decide to go public. Perhaps we should change the headline to "wall-to-wall".

Love,

tess