What's the take home message from this, children?
-KP
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Guess who's coming to dinner?
Our friends Luke and Sandy held a party at their house in Bucktown to kick off summer the right way. It had all the normal summer party staples: grilling out, eating way too much junk food, and drinking copious amounts of alcohol (in my case, Miller Chill). However, two extra-ordinary situations occurred.
#1
Guess who came to dinner? Barack Obama's national political director. I shit thee not. It turns out one of Sandy's friends is actually dating the guy. It was a phenomenal conversation (and one that Molly is still as giddy as a school girl over). I mean, how cool is it to drink beer, eat brats, and talk politics with someone thatclose! to Obama? (Also, cool little aside: since he's now going to oversee convention operations for the DNC, Sandy and her friend actually get to go to it.)
#2
Sometime during the evening we started hearing sirens pass close by. Most of us didn't think anything of it because, well, sirens are a normal thing to hear in urban landscapes. However, a little while later we noticed that the clouds were very low and moving like a freight train. Then we realized they weren't clouds. They were smoke. So, beverages in hand, most of us wandered down the street where an apartment building had caught on fire. (The irony? It was located right next to the fire station).
Before too long the fire had spread to the next building, and soon after that, to the third building over. I've never seen anything like it--all the firefighters, all the smoke. And furthermore--the police didn't even keep us from getting that close. They just wanted us to stay across the street. Not something I'll forget any time soon... especially since one of the residents was there, inebriated beyond inebriation, wanting to go inside. Her friends literally had to pick her up by her hands and feet to get her away from the situation.
*UPDATED*
Here's a link to an article about the fire:
-KP
"Today is Toby Flenderson's last day. I couldn't sleep last night. I came in extra early, so much energy. There's certain days that you know you will remember for the rest of your life. And I just have a feeling that today is one of those days."
-Michael Scott, The Office
#1
Guess who came to dinner? Barack Obama's national political director. I shit thee not. It turns out one of Sandy's friends is actually dating the guy. It was a phenomenal conversation (and one that Molly is still as giddy as a school girl over). I mean, how cool is it to drink beer, eat brats, and talk politics with someone thatclose! to Obama? (Also, cool little aside: since he's now going to oversee convention operations for the DNC, Sandy and her friend actually get to go to it.)
#2
Sometime during the evening we started hearing sirens pass close by. Most of us didn't think anything of it because, well, sirens are a normal thing to hear in urban landscapes. However, a little while later we noticed that the clouds were very low and moving like a freight train. Then we realized they weren't clouds. They were smoke. So, beverages in hand, most of us wandered down the street where an apartment building had caught on fire. (The irony? It was located right next to the fire station).
Before too long the fire had spread to the next building, and soon after that, to the third building over. I've never seen anything like it--all the firefighters, all the smoke. And furthermore--the police didn't even keep us from getting that close. They just wanted us to stay across the street. Not something I'll forget any time soon... especially since one of the residents was there, inebriated beyond inebriation, wanting to go inside. Her friends literally had to pick her up by her hands and feet to get her away from the situation.
*UPDATED*
Here's a link to an article about the fire:
-KP
"Today is Toby Flenderson's last day. I couldn't sleep last night. I came in extra early, so much energy. There's certain days that you know you will remember for the rest of your life. And I just have a feeling that today is one of those days."
-Michael Scott, The Office
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Kids Love Me
A few weekends ago Leslie, Jimmy, and Jimmy Jr. came down to hang out (and braved a blown tire to top it all off). Can you tell that kids find me utterly fascinating and entertaining?
-KP
"So this hot new intern leans over my desk, I can totally see she has a pierce... Brosnan! Pierce Brosnan is my favorite of all the Bonds!"
-Ted, How I Met Your Mother
-KP
"So this hot new intern leans over my desk, I can totally see she has a pierce... Brosnan! Pierce Brosnan is my favorite of all the Bonds!"
-Ted, How I Met Your Mother
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
IndyCar
I took my Dad to the IndyCar race in Milwaukee on Sunday. The seats were great, the weather was good, and the race was pretty awesome. Although having lived in the Milwaukee area for most of my life, I'm always amazed by the sheer number of rednecks that are around. It's like they come crawling out of the woodwork for open wheel racing. And of course, the women folk forget their bras while the men folk forget their shirts (sometimes, just their sleeves). Astounding!
I definitely noticed that a lot of men around us hated Danica Patrick (for being female? for being popular? for having talent? for all three?) and hated Marco Andretti for "having everything handed to him by Daddy." Of course, these rather vocal criticisms were more or less conveyed in vulgar language and rude hand gestures. I felt I was amongst a very enlightened crowd--and all in front of the children, no less!
Here are a few pictures... not great quality because I was high up (better to see the whole track) and my camera isn't known for its zoom capabilities. How come things always look further away through the camera than in person?
-KP
"I couldn't help myself. I couldn't. Please, you have to understand."
"Trust me, I definitely understand. See, I can't help myself either. But children. I could never do that. Not like you. Never. Ever. Kids."
"Why?"
"I have standards."
-Dexter
I definitely noticed that a lot of men around us hated Danica Patrick (for being female? for being popular? for having talent? for all three?) and hated Marco Andretti for "having everything handed to him by Daddy." Of course, these rather vocal criticisms were more or less conveyed in vulgar language and rude hand gestures. I felt I was amongst a very enlightened crowd--and all in front of the children, no less!
Here are a few pictures... not great quality because I was high up (better to see the whole track) and my camera isn't known for its zoom capabilities. How come things always look further away through the camera than in person?
-KP
"I couldn't help myself. I couldn't. Please, you have to understand."
"Trust me, I definitely understand. See, I can't help myself either. But children. I could never do that. Not like you. Never. Ever. Kids."
"Why?"
"I have standards."
-Dexter
The Nieces
Ron & Jenny brought the girls down the other weekend (along with their "old" gas grill, which is awesome!). I realized I didn't have any reasonably recent pictures of either of them so I took a few snapshots (Megan, Jenny & Sarah, Molly & Sarah, respectively).
-KP
"I wanted to be sixteen again."
"Robin, that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard come out of your mouth."
-Robin & Barney, How I Met Your Mother
-KP
"I wanted to be sixteen again."
"Robin, that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard come out of your mouth."
-Robin & Barney, How I Met Your Mother
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