Damn You, Indecision!

Yesterday evening, I managed to completely blow it by not bringing my Molskine with me on my various excursions. Of course not only would this be a decent night to have written down hilarity, but I also saw at least 4 cabs, none of which I can remember now. Boo to that.

Boo to that, indeed. Boo also to the fact that I can't seem to write a blog post that is more than one disjointed paragraph long. That makes me a half-assed blogger.

I am thrilled that the rest of the planet might enjoy my "Boo [whatever]," game, now that Red Stripe does it. I just fear that people will think that I am stealing from them. Oh well. I still have "Hip hip... boo." Which I did steal. So... I still don't have a point, despite my best efforts.

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Tri-Park on YouTube

Well, my .mac account's going to run out, and I can't really justify paying $100/year for it, because most of what I kept it for, you can do for free. I have gmail to thank for my e-mail, and YouTube to thank for my video hosting:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmbRn8zHa_0

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Taxi Game, Part II

Looks like we might have a G-Spreadsheet for this at some point. I still like the blog.

#8 - Yellow - 8/23 - Michigan & Chestnut

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Taxi Game, Part I

There are a number of people who play the "Locate the Chicago Taxis, numbered 1-100" game. I have decided to log my search here. To date:

#61 - Wolley Cab, Orleans and Huron, 7/29

#62 - Yellow Cab, Orleans and Huron, 7/29 (Directly behind #61 - cool!)

#35 - Globe (?), Emerson and Dodge in Evanston, 8/16 (Nighttime - hard to tell cab co., but the license plate was 35 TX, which implies that it was Chicago, not suburban)

#15 - Royal Taxi Svc., Ontario and State, 8/18

#33 - Yellow Cab, Grand and State, 8/18

#37 - American United, Irving Park and Sheridan, 8/21

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Bill Lambeer's Combat Bus Egress

It's a new record! I have completed the following sequence: elbowed a person in the skull, whacked a person with my paper, stepped on someone's shopping bag, and stiff-armed a young lady in order to get off of the bus. All of this was accidental, but it's kind of an enjoyable thought that I have to do this in order to get to the curb.

Plus I like to reference Bill Lambeer's Combat Basketball.

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Yes, That Is My Legal Name

According to offical, legal, BINDING documents in my workplace, I am T. Charles McGrath. I know there are those of you who have caroused with T. Charles, and the only way this situation could be more amusing would be if I was able to complete loan documentation for borrowers, notarized by Hon. D. McSwervecrash.

Seriously. It says, right at the top of the page "Prepared by: T. Charles McGrath."

Hilarious.

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An Open Letter to Douchebags

Third in an occasional series

Dear King of All Odors:

I've been meaning to write you for the past couple of days, but I had to take break from thinking, as I was crippled by a combination of the heat and your outrageous stench.

It is hot here in Chicago. Damn hot. If your personal hygine regimen is not up to the grueling standards of this weather, please stay indoors. And then blow up your house. The stink cloud I walked through borders on the dangerous. Get into a fight to the death with a bum - they also have a tendency to be odoriforus. Whoever wins, gets your home. Which will then be buried under potpourri. And then encased in a protective Bath and Body Works.

Just stop smelling bad. We all do, to a certain extent, in this weather. But I can see you smelling, and that is unacceptable.

Take a shower*,

C-Dog

*and drown

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A Pean to the Jumble

O, Jumble in the Tribune;
Thank you for making your cutesy clues so much easier than the actual words you have scrambled!
I cannot be the only one who reverse-engineers your puzzle, can I?
"The ball players on safari were interested in GETTING to the GAME!"
That is an easier pun to suss out than to figure out that EGOISM comes from EMSIOG.
I am sure of it.

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