Weird

Victrola

Posted by Katie on July 09, 2010
Chicago, Weird / 5 Comments

I don’t talk about work on this blog for an exceptionally good reason.  Remember when Dooce got, well “dooced”, for telling her work stories to the internet?  Yeah, well, my stories would beat up her stories any day…except I don’t want to get fired.  We need to pay the rent.

Anyhow, what I will tell you about my work is that we recently moved offices.  It was hectic and unorganized.  And after a full week and a half in our new space, we still do not have internet or phones.

Close eyes.  Take a deep breath.  Walk away from coworkers.

Through the move, lots of things were thrown out.  This is one of the things that I found in line for the dumpster…

A quick call to Michael (the guy with a pickup truck) and we are now the proud owners of fully restored 1904 VV-XI Victor Talking Machine.  It does have a few minor dents, but the mechanics seem to work perfectly.  I can’t quite test this theory, however, because it requires old 78 rpm records…of which I have none.

I have no idea what to do with it.  I simply didn’t have the heart to see such a beautiful piece thrown in the dumpster.

Dave Brubeck was worth the trouble

Posted by Katie on June 20, 2010
Chicago, Famous People, Weird / 5 Comments

It was Friday afternoon, and I had left the office early to get ready for the weekend.  Sandwiches and a bottle of wine were packed away.  Despite the predictions for rain, we were going to Ravinia to see Dave Brubeck.

I was driving east on Chicago Avenue.  As I drove past a fire station, I noticed that all of the firemen were pointing up at the sky.  The view from the rear view mirror seemed ominous, but it wasn’t raining at all.  I turned right onto Milwaukee Avenue and suddenly felt a terrible wind jerk the car to the right.  The car in front of me was struggling to stay in its lane.  All of the trash and debris from the city street was suddenly 30 feet in the air.  Trash cans and newspaper stands were dancing around.  A very large sign for the Chicago Dramatists theatre company was ripped off a building and whipped behind my car and then around the front of it, cracking as the wind tossed it around.  Something unidentifiable shattered the window of The Matchbox, a bar across the street.

I didn’t think tornado.  Strangely, I thought of how horrible my face would look when something smashed a window in the car.  Vain, maybe.

At the same time, Dave was working away at his office, waiting for me to pick him up.  The sky grew green.  And then it grew dark green.  He could hear hail hitting the windows, and then pounding, and then booming, almost like glass breaking.  The building emergency system screeched an announcement to move to the center of the building.

I reached Dave on the phone.  He recommended a few places under bridges to pull over, but as I drove by they were already full of cars.  I kept driving as the rain started and the wind died down a bit.  When I reached Dave’s building we switched drivers in the POURING rain.  I was tired of driving.

Tornadoes are exceptionally rare in the city.  They can’t properly touchdown because of the buildings.  There were no tornadoes associated with this storm, but this was a storm that blew out windows of the Willis Tower (Sears Tower) as well as Dave’s office building.  This storm was not messing around.

And thanks to my (more accurately, my guardian angel’s) expert driving skills, nothing bad happened.  The car was perfectly fine.

Despite the excitement, Dave Brubeck was to be heard.  The jazz legend is getting old.  We had to go.  We started driving north in hopes of nicer weather.

Luckily, we had a tarp to cover the ground for our lawn seats.  And miraculously, it cleared up perfectly for the concert.

Yes, Pinot Noir tastes lovely from a plastic wine glass.  And it cures stressful situations quite nicely.

Dave Brubeck was cool.

There were four sets of musicians for the evening concert, with Dave Brubeck being the second.  After the third set a very meek Ravinia attendant announced on the microphone in her best NPR voice, “We are tracking a line of thunderstorms that will be at Ravinia at 9:45.  Thank you.”

The whole lawn audience collectively glanced at their watches and noted the current time to be 9:38.  The next artist started to sing, “It’s a marvelous night for a moon dance”, while hundreds of people frantically packed up blankets and candelabras.  We made it to the car just before the sky opened up again.

Weird date night.

Ab force

Posted by Katie on April 18, 2010
Weird / 2 Comments

You remember the Ab Force belt.  You saw the infomercials in 2001, and you wanted one.  Well, I ordered one.  Of course it didn’t work.  I never had abs of steel without any effort.  Or with effort, for that matter.

Anyway, I got a surprise settlement check in the mail last week as part of a class action law suit regarding the Ab Force.  Turns out a judge ordered one too, and it didn’t work for him either.

$17.89.

I’m going to stay up tonight watching infomercials, so I know where to reinvest my money.

Recovery

Posted by Katie on November 15, 2009
Husband, Weird / 1 Comment

Ok.  I’m starting to feel better and get back into the swing of things again.  I did go back to work last week, of course, but I didn’t win any awards for productivity.  Not that my job regularly passes out awards for anything, but you get the point.

I mostly have my voice back, and my cough is getting better every day.  I’m still tired a lot, but I’m taking it easy.

All the horrible things you hear on the news about swine flu…you should believe them.

Dave gets some major extra credit husband points for putting up with me these last couple weeks.  He has been exceptionally patient and kind.

Thanks for taking such great care of me Dave!  And thank God you didn’t get it.

My germaphobic nightmare

Posted by Katie on November 08, 2009
Stress, Weird / 2 Comments

Everyone knows that I am a bit of a germaphobe…nothing wrong with that.  I wash my hands a lot, I nag Dave to do the same, and to be honest I don’t get sick that often.

So you can imagine the horror when I was diagnosed last week with a probable case of H1N1.  That’s right.  You read correctly.  Katie has the swine flu.  Let the jokes commence.

The reason that it is a probable case, and not a confirmed case, has to do with the large number of cases in Chicago.  The doctor basically said that my symptoms are all consistent with swine flu, but they no longer conduct the blood test for confirmation because it is now so prevalent.   The one treatment option for regular flu and swine flu are the same, and expensive…Tamiflu.

The danger of H1N1 comes in the fact that your body’s immune system is pretty much down for the count.  So you are open to any bacterial infection that comes along.  The reason why people die (4 confirmed deaths in Chicago this season) from the swine flu, or any type of flu really, is because of the complications.  In my case, the complication is a bacterial infection in my throat and lungs.  So I lost my voice last week and may have coughed up a small animal.  I am on antibiotics to treat these things, and hopefully prevent pneumonia.

This last week has been a wreck, I tell you.  Or, more accurately, I have been a wreck.

The scariest part of this whole ordeal was fighting the high-grade fever.  As an adult, I have never had to deal with a 102 degree temperature.   And in my whole life, I can’t recall a single time (let alone a whole week) when I felt so much like someone beat the hell out of me with a baseball bat and left me for dead in an alley.  Being hungover is like one hundred billion times better.

And I don’t sit around and do nothing very well.  Missing six whole days of work has almost killed me.  So I am just about on the verge of stir-crazy, minus the energy to do any real damage.

MUST.  GO.  TO.  WORK.  TOMORROW…MUST!

One weekend, two families

Posted by Katie on September 07, 2009
Family & Friends, Weird / No Comments

In true Dave and Katie fashion, we did not come home from California yesterday to a quiet apartment.

While we were away, my parents as well as my brother, Brian, and his wife, Katrina, all stayed at our place in Chicago.

Unfortunately, we did miss my parents this trip.  Brian and Katrina, however, spent last night in Chicago with us and are traveling home to Wisconsin today.  So with Michael and Katie, we all celebrated last night with a dinner out and a few drinks.

guys

katies

Yes, we have informed Michael repeatedly of how creepy he looks with a mustache!

And…NOW we have a quiet apartment…ahhh.

Real kittens eat “sea kittens”

Posted by Katie on February 09, 2009
Moxie, Weird / 6 Comments

Moxie\'s dinner

When I bring home “sea kittens” for dinner, Moxie goes crazy.  Her nose starts to twitch as soon as I bring the innocent murdered “sea kittens” home from the grocery store.  And when I open the refrigerator and start to prepare and cook the “sea kittens”, she goes wild.  This is because she likes to eat “sea kittens” just as much as I do.

PETA’s latest marketing attempt has failed on me, and apparently my “kitten” too.

#72 – Done

Posted by Katie on January 29, 2009
101 in 1001, Weight Loss, Weird / 4 Comments

#72 – Take an exercise class and learn a type of exercising I have never tried before.

Picture me high.  That’s right…high as a kite.  Strung out.  Trippin’.  On the good stuff.

I have my eyes closed.  My head is relaxed.  My hands are up in the air, swaying this way and that to the music.  The band is awesome.  My hips are swinging.  Oh, it’s the 1960’s.  We are in New York….the very best part of New York…Upstate!  Who are all these wonderful people around me?  Wow, man, this is amazing.  I love you all.

Now, alter your vision of me ever so slightly.

I am not actually high, but don’t ask me to drive you home because we would totally get pulled over.  It is a Thursday evening in Chicago.  I am wearing gym clothes.  My eyes are closed.  My head is relaxed.  My hands are up in the air, swaying this way and that to the music.  My hips are swinging.  I am in a dance studio.  I am with my 10 new best friends.  We all paid money to dance like this.

This totally counts as #72 on my 101 in 1001 list.

And I am totally going back next week.  This was the best workout I have had in a long time.

No, seriously, I may not be able to walk tomorrow.

WW = WoW?

Posted by Katie on January 28, 2009
Weight Loss, Weird / 5 Comments

Oh no.  Read this.

Am I only a step away from World of Warcraft?