Go Cart

This morning, I commuted to work carrying a mini shopping cart filled with pears and jars of salsa. For the record, this is not the best accessory for catching a cab. You may have to wait an hour, get stared at by half of Chicago, lug the cart three blocks to a major intersection, call two cab companies (in vain), get stared at some more, and finally stash it behind a utility box until you fool a cab driver into picking you up. You may or may not also be driven by sunstroke to make several phone calls to your boss and co-workers informing them of the many favors they now owe you.


taxi repellant

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The cart is a prop for a HUGE new bizness pitch we have tomorrow. I have to be at the office before 7 AM, and I just found out I am presenting part of the work. I also just peed myself a little. Yikes.

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I think I got promoted today?

See, The Jeeb recently changed names so we all had to get new business cards. Mine were on my desk when I got here, and there is a shiny new title under my name. Interestingly, it is a full two notches above my old title. Whether it comes with a hefty raise remains to be seen.

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Weekend Headlines

Blogger Catfight on Saturday Night
Both parties too classy to report it on Internet. Or not.

Drunken Girl Denied Entrance To Dive Bar
Loudly denounces bouncer, falls over into bike rack, hails taxi

Little League Team Continues Losing Streak
Boyfriend, sister unimpressed by Keystone Cops of coaching

Thrift Score!
Pink & black Diane Von Furstenberg dress somewhat ugly but only cost $4!

Eighties Movie Just As Good As You Remember
Liam Neeson now kind of hot instead of old and creepy

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Speaking of older men, Happy Birthday to The Boyfriend! Sadly I couldn't come up with any really good ideas for what to get him, so his presents are only mediocre. I will give them to him while topless so he doesn't notice.