No joke, there really was a plate with half a brat balanced on the corner of his tank. I saw that and thought, “Hmmm, he seems way to small to choke that down. I think I’ll move it before someone brushes by and drops the plate in.” Later on I saw another mostly empty plate in the same spot so I tossed it as well. Face it people, turtle tanks make sucky place mats!
As for Cabrini Green: my friend from Chicago had told many tales of the place when I knew him in the Army. Since I was there and we were driving close by on the way to Black Rock (and since the Candyman movie “urban legends” took place there) he swung us through the edge where high rise meets high poverty on opposite sides of the street. Interesting dynamics there. We also drove through a section of Belmont St. and it reminded me a lot of Telegraph Way in Berkley, CA and the Haight-Ashbury and Castro districts in SF (all very fun places to hang out).
And to those who might have acted inappropriately, well, we all need to find our limits somehow, and what better time than in the midst of a lot of understanding Doper buddies, right? Don’t sweat it, but next time expect spankings.
Man, that poor turtle knows not the peril he faced. I tossed a couple plates of half-finished food in the garbage that were left on the turtle tank, too.
Actually, Mnementh and Curious Canuckdo say ‘aboot’. Well, okay, CC sounds more like he’s saying ‘aboat’. I think it’s just them, though, because I say ‘about’ just like the rest of you.
And you! Where were you, ya hoser? I pouted by the phone for days waiting for you to call me or sperfur because you said you’d be in the Chicago area.
Okay, maybe I didn’t pout and maybe it wasn’t days. Maybe I glanced blearily at the phone once as I stumbled out the door. But still, you never called. I was crushed and had to console myself with various alcholic beverages and nipple clamps.
Let’s just try to see you dodge us at the KC Dopefest. Or should I say Shrimpfest?
And just so’s I’m not totally off topic, here’s a few more things that I learned:
1 - A friend you haven’t seen in 10 years deserves more of your time than an hour in the afternoon and a night at a bar and a broken promise for more visiting the next day. Sigh.
2 - It really must be the crappy Kansas air that keeps my allergies at a low simmer. The entire weekend in Chicago I never felt them act up, though the air did have a distinct Chicago aroma.
3 - I was almost a giant ass because of my first post in this thread. It seems I’ve been cured though.
4 - Order your own plate of food when going out with a large group of people. It should be cheaper and you get exactly what you want.
5 - I still owe BoyoJim $20. I couldn’t find you at your room and then I was kidnapped by a bunch of Canadians. I’ll get it to you even if I have to mail you a penny a day.
6 - It was Rush St. I was thinking of in my first post way up there, not Belmont. I saw Belmont on a different day, and although it looked fun too, that’s not the street I was thinking of when I was writing about it.
Indeed. Except that today, the Ministry of Finance from that fine city sent me a cheque for a tax credit from 2000. Big chunk, too. So let’s slag Tronna, but not the leg.
