Forgive my ignorance, but I wasn't aware they still existed....
Somali Pirates strike again!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Garbage
Last night at church people reported on a garbage dump they had seen in the Philippines. I don't think people realize how common it is in developing countries for people to live and work in dumps. So I'm including a few examples:
Gaza
Cambodia
Smokey Mountain
Manila, Phillipines
Guatemala City Dump
Guatemala City, Guatemala
Nezahualcoyotl, Mexico
New Delhi, India
Gaza
Cambodia
Smokey Mountain
Manila, Phillipines
Guatemala City Dump
Guatemala City, Guatemala
Nezahualcoyotl, Mexico
New Delhi, India
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Groupon
Everyday I receive in my email inbox what is called a 'Groupon'. It's a huge coupon for fun things to do around Chicago. You pay $20, you get $50 at a restaurant. You pay $50, you get a dental appointment and X-rays worth $150. Enough people sign up and you get the discount of the day!
Usually they are restaurants or events, but today's was BEYOND anything I could have imagined. Check it out:
http://groupon.thepoint.com/chicago/rent-a-monkey-for-a-week-49
The creepiest part about it: 'Animal Testing and Criminal Background Checks are waived...you'll be inventing new drugs just to find a way to use up all those monkeys!'
Usually they are restaurants or events, but today's was BEYOND anything I could have imagined. Check it out:
http://groupon.thepoint.com/chicago/rent-a-monkey-for-a-week-49
The creepiest part about it: 'Animal Testing and Criminal Background Checks are waived...you'll be inventing new drugs just to find a way to use up all those monkeys!'
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Oh Work
Sometimes I feel like the entire world is going to shit...
But then I cook a cheap pizza, open a Miller Lite, turn on trashy television (or Dirty Dancing, depending on my mood) and remember that everything is going to be alright.
But then I cook a cheap pizza, open a Miller Lite, turn on trashy television (or Dirty Dancing, depending on my mood) and remember that everything is going to be alright.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Oh Public Transit...
I have a bit of a commute since I changed jobs. Most of the time I don't mind it, because I can catch up on my reading or call a friend. Once I catch a bus and get on the red line, it usually only takes me about 20-30 minutes to arrive at my stop. This morning, however, it took over an hour to get to my stop. Every time the train stopped it would open the doors, let them stand open for awhile, shut the doors, then open them again. Multiple times the train stopped in the middle of its course saying that there was a 'crew on the tracks.' I was going crazy, not in the mood to read and had left like 4 voicemails because, apparently, no one was in the mood to talk....
The only thing that kept me from going insane was the company in my car. On one end of the car was an older gentlemen with a gray beard. He kept standing up and yelling about random things- I could never really understand what he was saying. Across from me a young couple was sharing an iPod, drinking coffee that was inside a 1/2 gallon soy milk container and taking turns rolling cigarrettes out of their bag of tobacco. They kept eyeing me suspiciously, like any second I might steal their large bag they kept on their laps while rolling....On the other end of the car, there were 2 older men yelling across the aisle about US history. I started listening around the US/Cuban Missile Crisis and they took me (and everyone else) through Castro, Vietnam, Russian relations, the Confederacy and finally the 'white man' and the slaughter of the Indians. The lady next to me wanted to make sure she was heard above the ruckus, so she was screaming to the girl sitting next to her about her purse and red lipstick.
Though frustrating, a fairly entertaining morning...
The only thing that kept me from going insane was the company in my car. On one end of the car was an older gentlemen with a gray beard. He kept standing up and yelling about random things- I could never really understand what he was saying. Across from me a young couple was sharing an iPod, drinking coffee that was inside a 1/2 gallon soy milk container and taking turns rolling cigarrettes out of their bag of tobacco. They kept eyeing me suspiciously, like any second I might steal their large bag they kept on their laps while rolling....On the other end of the car, there were 2 older men yelling across the aisle about US history. I started listening around the US/Cuban Missile Crisis and they took me (and everyone else) through Castro, Vietnam, Russian relations, the Confederacy and finally the 'white man' and the slaughter of the Indians. The lady next to me wanted to make sure she was heard above the ruckus, so she was screaming to the girl sitting next to her about her purse and red lipstick.
Though frustrating, a fairly entertaining morning...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Never-Ending Holiday
I used to think the never-ending holiday was Christmas. You know why- by Thanksgiving they have those singing Santas on the shelves at Target and 'Jingle Bell Rock' playing at Macy's. It seems like Christmas will never come...and when it does, you have to buy enough to make it seem worth all the fuss.
But that was until I moved here. I have come to realize that the actual never-ending holiday is in fact....St. Patrick's Day! I would never have guessed. Especially because I asked multiple people throughout the weekend who St. Patrick was, what he did and why we celebrate him here in America if he was Irish? No one seemed to know or care. But they did seem to care just enough to start the celebrating on Friday...and not finish until early this morning.
It begins with the river dyeing:
http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&rls=GGLD%2CGGLD%3A2006-04%2CGGLD%3Aen&um=1&q=chicago+river+dye+2009
And it continues with the South Side Parade (which was SO fun):
http://chicago.metromix.com/bars-and-clubs/photogallery/south-side-irish-st/1025330/content
And ends with the actual Day-Of-Events like pub crawls, Irish dancing festivals, and lots of green beer drinking.
All-in-all I think I could get used to this never-ending holiday.....
But that was until I moved here. I have come to realize that the actual never-ending holiday is in fact....St. Patrick's Day! I would never have guessed. Especially because I asked multiple people throughout the weekend who St. Patrick was, what he did and why we celebrate him here in America if he was Irish? No one seemed to know or care. But they did seem to care just enough to start the celebrating on Friday...and not finish until early this morning.
It begins with the river dyeing:
http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&rls=GGLD%2CGGLD%3A2006-04%2CGGLD%3Aen&um=1&q=chicago+river+dye+2009
And it continues with the South Side Parade (which was SO fun):
http://chicago.metromix.com/bars-and-clubs/photogallery/south-side-irish-st/1025330/content
And ends with the actual Day-Of-Events like pub crawls, Irish dancing festivals, and lots of green beer drinking.
All-in-all I think I could get used to this never-ending holiday.....
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