Random Theories and Rantings

From 3/12/2003 - Chicago, Ill.

I walked around downtown Chicago a bit today and discovered I really like th ecity. I need to come back here with a plan and more time. It's a real city with its own pulse and culture. Its like New York on a different frequency, but different from cities like Boston or DC. I felt alright wandering around, but at the same time out of place. Like I had woken up years in the future and everything was slightly different. I haven't been to a city and felt that way in some time.

I'm here at a smaller group than we usually do. The travel isn't too bad. The hotel is nice, but tomorrow I have to get up at the crack of fucking dawn. Before dawn. More like the middle of the night. I don't even think I'll have time to have a proper dinner. Wonderful!
Three in the am to get my ass to Midway airport (the irony is that I'm staying at O'Hare. Or is that Alanis Morrisette irony... which is just shitty luck?).

I did, however, write a bit on something new today. I'm going to kick it around. It involves a crazy (insane, not just mildly touched) woman. The trick is discipline. The chops are still there, they're just flabby and out of practice.

The only bad thing about these groups is that they're too long! All the music blends together and I keep getting the middle aged women music. Its so damn bland!!! If we tested fewer songs, fatigue rates would drop and we could ask more perceptual questions and get better information. More robust is the term I should use.

One of the women in the front row looks like my X. Similar face, not quite as harried or depressed, but there's a look in the eye. I wonder if its a "my life sucks" panic look or something else. No one else too noteworthy.