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#3: Pictures from Chicago
Sometime during the summer, some of the guys and I went to go visit our friend Anthony in Chicago. I've had these pictures for a while and I figured I would share them with our loyal viewers at home.
Here's a good shot of part of Anthony's apartment. No, trust me guys, this place was pretty nice. He's a man who's got it all - a futon, a table, a refrigerator, a TV, and a Powerbook. Hey! Windows doesn't even recognize "Powerbook" as a word! This shot here has a picture of Poor Boy, in case any of you doubted his existence. Although odds are high that we'll never see him again (and he owes me money).
Here's another picture of the 'boy' at this pizza place we went to. This place was awesome, they sold the kind of pizza that's so-called "Chicago style" Who knew Chicago would be the best place to get this stuff? Poor Boy sits here looking as bored as hell. Well, he's not bored, he's just cunning. When he wasn't checking out the waitresses' huge rack he was stealing silverware.
"HAHAHA LET'S GET THE JEWISH GUY TO STAND IN FRONT OF THE UNIVERSITY OF JEWISH STUDIES!!" That picture is as blurry as hell, but there's a reason why I'm putting it here.
This extremely ugly fountain was one of the things that really stuck out about Chicago. This is in the park, and if you can't tell by the trees in the background this fountain is fucking huge. Now in order to accept these values of 'diversity' and 'acceptance', every five minutes or so the fountains would change pictures. And they were animated. Not with anything in particular, it's as if they held a camera in front of some person's face for a couple of minutes.
Oh no look what happened! Now scroll up to the Jewish Studies picture, scroll down here, and tell me that isn't my arm circled in red totally getting railed by this stream of water. Hit me pretty damn hard, too...it felt like a sledgehammer hit my back and I was totally soaked for about an hour (it was 6 or 7 P.M. too). Too bad the picture didn't quite come out...
I wonder if this qualifies as being "art".
Look closely and you'll see a bike with no seat and no front wheel. But it does have a lock. So you're telling me the crime on one of the main streets of Chicago is so bad that you have to protect a bike that's impossible to ride?
Faster than you can say "GET A JOB YOU HOMELESS JERK" you'll find a bunch of people on strike outside a hotel. Maybe they aren't the brightest of folks, but at least they have determination; they've been protesting for two years. So far, nothing's been accomplished. Someday!
Average John Kerry supporter.
I think the only thing we did in Chicago was sit around and play cards all day. Here's Anthony contemplating why he bought a table if he never plans to sit at it.
Pat doesn't know either.
The missing piece of this puzzle is Mr. Christian Benzinger, who's too drunk to realize he's not even sleeping underneath a blanket.
Here's a close up of the game! In order to take a break from playing so much poker we play 250 Magic.
We only stayed a couple of days, and before you knew it, it was time to leave. Here's Zinger having fun with the rubber bands in my glovebox. Stylish!
Why am I taking pictures from the backseat? I'm supposed to be driving.
Okay, who doesn't have a picture of this?
Unfortunately that's all the roll of film could hold, as Poor Boy thought it would be genius if he took a bunch of pictures of people in their cars. None of them turned out! What a guy, that Poor Boy. I think he's stolen more than silverware (and cards). He's stolen our hearts. Now to compensate for Poor Boy's waste of film (and air), here's some pictures from a Pokemon tournament I had to work at!
Wait, did I say work? Actually, all I did was sit around and play Minesweeper on this crappy (non-Apple) computer. I think my boss is pointing at some match results I'm supposed to have put in. I can't believe the bastard fired me (not my fault Minesweeper's impossible to beat on Expert!)
Why hello good sir!
