Saw my first hip-hop show last night with live rappers rapping. I was expecting bikini girls getting sprayed with hoses next to cars with enormous rims and a least a few gang-related slayings, but it was mostly just people standing around politely, occasionally swaying their heads. I'll be sure I bring a gun to the next one to get things started right. It's important that someone wreck those shows like someone wrecks punk shows. For once I'd like to be the total outsider who doesn't get it and ruins it for everyone. I shouldn't say "for once", I should say "once again". Also next time I'll try not to eat too many peppermint patties and leave early because they made me sick to my stomach. I'm a little peppermint patty intolerant. I mean, I tolerate them idealogically, just not digestively. But I'm working at being more accepting.
Chicago does not have Winter, as I know it. It has a never-ending blizzard. Calling it "Winter" is sort of a cute understatement. I'm worried that what they call "summer" is really just an annual Chicago fire that burns all people to a crisp when they're trying to have fun.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
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that's actually pretty much chicago summer. we call it "the chicago fire". it happens annually for roughly 5 months and then "the chicago blizzard" takes over. they are also a hockey team.
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