How many pigs had to die for this crepe?

I am eating a ham and cheese crepe from the creperie on 16th and lawrence. It is ridiculously full of ham. I swear there is a pound of ham in here - I shit you not. I am so full and I have only had like a third of it. Quite a value at about 4 bucks. Due to it's mammoth like size, I have taken to ripping into it with my fingers like some sort of Neanderthal. Not attractive.

Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos...

I love LA was playing on the radio as I drove to work this morning. It made me inexplicably happy but then I walked in the door to work and the happiness subsided. I may love LA (and Randy Newman) but I hate my J-O-B.

I have designed my wedding invitations and, I must say, they are stunning, despite the fact that I didn't get the exact font that I wanted. If anyone has this font:








Please let me know - I don't want to buy it because it was bundled with a bunch of fonts that I don't need or want. I found a relatively close substitute but I would prefer this one.

Last weekend, I traveled with Daniel to Wisconsin and other parts north east. Although we did a ton of driving, it was a really good time. I came back obsessed with both the Wisconsin Dells and a stuffed Tarful from Burger King. He was a very good road companion. Well...so was Daniel. In fact, I am amazed that I could get a long with anyone so well driving about 2500 miles in less than 80 hours.

Plus there was some other stickiness that I thought would complicate things but didn't - we had to pick some dishes up from Daniel's parent's house to return to his ex. The way she was carrying on, I assumed we were talking about some sort of Tiffany China and Crystal. When we got up there, it was nothing but cheap crate and barrel every day shit. I was both pissed and mortified that someone would act so high and mighty about $6 plates. I spent the whole weekend thinking about how trashy someone must be to think that is good shit. Here is the thing about having class - when you actually have it, you don't have to make an effort to let people know that you are classy. They can just tell. Suffice it to say, I could not tell by her Z gallerie repro glasses and plastic glitter plates.

We went to a great Tiki Bar in chicago, the second best I have ever been to. Which is saying a lot because I am from CA, I know good Tiki. Daniel and I drank a drink out of the same bowl, already humorous enough, it was compounded by the fact that they gave us 2 foot long straws. It was awesome.

This weekend Daniel is djing Way Beyond Thunderdome at Andenken. It will be awesome. Though he was too much of a pussy to fight me in the thunderdome, so I will just be watching.