2006-06-09 - 8:45 a.m.
grode.
This morning I did, on accident, show all of the eastbound traffic on North Ave. my forest green underwear. Which was then followed by the encore where I nearly slipped on this mass of goo and just about found myself ass-down 3/4 of my person down the alley. It was a close call. I only did some fonky jingle jangle actions and kept my balance and kept on truckin'.
In non-wipeout news, I just checked my mailbox at work here and something wonderful has happened. Someone left me a bag, decent sized, too, containing what looks like some kind of fiber cereal with a post-it on it that just says "PELLETS". No one will own up to it. It is making me giggle the most.
It is Friday. And whut cold in Chicago. Bundle up for Ribfest, duders.
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