Help me, OB Beer Kenobi, you’re my only hope

May 7, 2011

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Today has been an interesting day.

Tina and I had a shoot in the suburbs this afternoon. A family celebrating their grandmother’s 90th birthday hired us to shoot the birthday party and take some group shots of the family.

Tina and I packed up the car this morning with our gear, and left the house at 10:45. I backed the car out of our gate. Outside of our gate, there are El Tracks. At first, I was going to drive north and go to Lake Shore Drive. But Tina thought we should go to 90/94 which meant south was the better option. So I turned the car around in the alley.

As I was backing up, I slammed into one of the supports holding up the train tracks. At that same moment, a train was going overhead, and it dove into the buildings and exploded into a million bits. Screaming train riders were strewn everywhere in bloody heaps.

Tina and I drove off hoping no one would notice.

Honk.

I did drive haphazardly and idiotically into a goddamn El support beam thingamabob. And I probably did $2000 worth of damage in less than a second.

I know. I feel crappy. You should have seen me scream like a school girl and almost lose myself to embarrassing hysterics.

I almost went back upstairs to run a bath and have Calgon take me away.

After the shoot, we drove by a Super K and bought a few things we “needed”. And then we drove past this supermarket called H Mart, and decided to stop and pickup some food for dinner. We never heard of H Mart before. We walked in, and it was like we walked into an Asian country.

The smell of Asian markets is distinct in and of itself. It’s a mix of fish and dead rats. Almost everyone was Asian. There was dragon fruit right inside the door. There were fuzzy squash and lychee samples. And there was a rice department larger than the underwear section at Victoria Secret.

Live crabs, lobster, fish, etc. were available for you to choose yourself. It was as if I walked back into the Cambodian market.

I bought the above beer that was $3.99, since I already spent $2000 on my car banging it into the train tracks. I thought saving some money was in order.

What an experience.

We are excited, because tomorrow morning, regular-reader Biodork, Tina and I are going to do brunch. Yes, I said it. I am going to meet another one of you amazing readers. This time it’s on our home turf.

Biodork is going to stop by around 9 a.m. We are going to take Talulah by the lake while taking lots of photos and geeking out about photo equipment.

Then we’re going to some restaurant that Tina has chosen for some grub before she heads back to her home down of Ork. Just kidding. She lives in Minnesota.

I’ll take lots of pictures (I hope). Maybe I’ll shoot a headshot for her and interview her for an upcoming episode of “Meet your blogger.”

Be jealous, other readers who haven’t met Tina and me yet. We’re waiting for you as I write this.

What’s on your agendas this weekend?


A little Saturday train wreck

May 7, 2011

This kid thinks he’s the bomb, and his family thought he was the bomb, and this cable access TV show thought he was bombastic.

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Who’s teachin’ who?

May 7, 2011

The comic above is a cartoon of a teacher pointing at the correct place the apostrophe should go on “Happy Mothers’ Day.” A little boy is saying, “I have two mommies. I know where the apostrophe goes.” 

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Tomorrow’s Mother’s Day, so don’t forget your mother’s day shenanigans and hoopla. Here at Le Café like to celebrate from dawn to dusk.

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For all you religionistas out there, check out the Naked Pastor’s Mother’s Day comic. It’s good too!


It’s Caturday!

May 7, 2011

You’re all stuck with Zoe again today.

Do any of you have cats?

These are freshly taken photos from last night.


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