Windy 100.3
Christ on a cracker, who turned on this POS station in my United Airlines bunker office? Usually, someone cool gets in first and switches on WXRT, but occasionally, I have to endure the assault of 100.3. Already this morning, I’ve had to endure aural battery from Mariah Carey, Sting, and Amy Grant. Somebody call the UN.
I mentioned briefly yesterday during my latest “I hate Chicago” rant that Trader Joe’s is now open. We went back to the Joe’s yesterday to pick up some cheapo bottles of wine, more veggie rice bowls for Peedge’s lunch, and bread. Poor Joe’s looks like it got ransacked! Most aisles were empty, such is the enthusiasm Lakeview residents have for the Joe’s.
Why is Trader Joe’s a good store to support? They provide all employees with benefits and a 401-K. Buyers locate good seasonal products and purchase in bulk, then actually pass savings on to the customer. Joe’s refuses to sell GMO products. It’s the only source of affordable organic goods around. You’ve got to get a second mortgage to shop at Whole Foods or Treasure Island on a regular basis. Joe’s is good fare at a fair price.
Be sure to stop by the Official Grand Opening Party at Trader Joe’s this Friday. I’ve been assured there’s going to be a ton of free samples, both nummy and savory.
In other news, to combat my Seasonal Affective Disorder, I’ve purchased and installed full-spectrum plant lights in our living room and at work. Normally, I live in fear of the fall time change – DFW would say “howling fantods” – because the lack of light sends me into a catatonic melancholia. It’s a truly serious and profound change. However, thanks to some good device from my friend Ben, a transplanted Angeleno attending medical school in Dublin, I purchased the plant lights as a cheapo alternative to a light box. Take that, winter blues!
I have developed a love, a deep abiding affection, for coffee. Oh, coffee! Even though you taste like poo, I love you because you take the place of breakfast. Thank you for steering me away from United’s tempting array of nummy goods (which I’d never eat anyway, but still) and giving me a pleasant low-level buzz. Shiny!
Working Out: Did 40 minutes of cardio at the stinkiest BTF!
Eating: Last night, I added three cups of chopped portabello, two cups of chopped asparagus, and a cup of chopped roasted chestnuts to a portabello mushroom soup. Nums, especially with some dill, basil, and a tad of cinnamon. We also ate way too much bread. And some soy ice cream.
Doing: Tonight is a Dinnergrrls event at Buca di Beppo. I’m excited!
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