home... for now.

We got back from Chicago yesterday afternoon, after which I worked for awhile and then proceeded to sleep from 7pm to 5am. We'd gotten up early after I stayed up late doing my nightly catch up and sorta meditation on the Iran post-election stuff [I feel compelled to do something and I don't imagine it hurts.] which somehow turned into a need to read the entire story of some white people's hoboish travels on the Big Island.

T and I went to Chicago with no plan other than a need to stay semi-in touch with work and to be somewhere we hadn't been before. And we did not eat hot dogs! I'm apparently now pescavegetarian even when it's not convenient.

I think the Oak St beach was my favorite spot. A beach! In the middle of a midwestern city! Looking back at all the architectural stuff downtown from the shore was lovely. We met Eddie, a dude who appeared to still be drunk and wandering from the night before, and left so he could have our palm tree to sleep under.

( Other things we did... )

photos from chicago

Here they are.

These two really amuse me. This is us playing around at the Lego store. I couldn't stage a clearer illustration of the difference between a relational, people-driven person and an abstract, idea-driven person.

What T built (notes to people at home, carefully photographed and texted):


What I built (bridges across other bridges until I ran out of bridge pieces, trying to get my work to fall down):

in case you wanted a translation

I saw this earlier but didn't know what the speaking was. This version has English subtitles.