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I always figured they were the guys who worked the meat counter at Kroger.

What the hell's a dentite?

It's early Saturday morning and it's going to be fucking hot out there today (it's already 73

Regardless of the limit, it ain't that hard to avoid it all, either: don't drink and drive.

Today is my Friday.

We got this: ...but yeah, some more info would be helpful. Don't necessarily limit yourself to being within the city limits. If you live near a CTA or Metra line, that can be just as good (and often better, depending on your tolerance for traffic).

Louie's link is technically correct, but when looking for housing, don't use it. For example, if someone tells you about a great place in Andersonville, the official map isn't going to help you. The listings will all use the real estate designations. Very true. Most people seem to think that anything close to Wrigley is in the Lincoln Park neighborhood.

I was born a few months before the White Album was released. I have a penis. I have a job. It involves a lot of writing and editing. I work in the software industry. I have neither reproduced nor married, although the latter might be disputed on a technicality in certain states. I have been a Jeff Tweedy fan since before some of you were born: 1990, just after the release of No Depression, when my girlfriend at the time gave me a tape of that album. I have been a Wilco fan since the week that AM was released. Despite this, I have seen Wilco only twice. I have no idea who is in th

So, apparently Tennessee sucks in the summer.

Your contract offer was insulting. I'm holding out.

Poorly executed. I see it now, yes. Prior to that I'd only read the page you linked to and the "bio." The funniest thing I've seen on the site is the "Personal Information" section of the Store page.

I never get picked for the team. Can I be the equipment manager?

This provides links to some very basic neighborhood info, including geographic boundaries.

So stardog is doing ction these days? I can't keep up with this place. I lived a block north of the Lincoln Park neighborhood once (officially, the northern boundary is Diversey -- north of that is Lakeview). I loved it there, and I hate drunken frat boys even more than most people. Of course, that was 1991 -- maybe it's worse now.

Joe Mathlete Explains Today's Marmaduke.

Funny how he can only count to nine, though. I have a hard time getting past this:

If nobody else is going to mention it, I will. There's another possible reason Bush isn't going to stop this. It's called The Rapture. People who believe in that sort of thing are absolutely euphoric about these events.

...on the motherfucking plane!

"There She Goes" wins hands-down for Song Most Inappropriately Used in Advertising Campaigns. I refuse to believe that Madison Avenue is too stupid to realize what the song is really about, which only makes me wonder "what the hell are they thinking?"

That's whiny vigilante bitch to you.

If by that you mean "YSI mix exchange," you just need to pay better attention to the pinned threads in Someone Else's Song. edit: or I do, apparently. That thread hasn't been updated since May.

which, funny enough, is how I often refer to my scrotum. as in:

I'm not sure who Internet Police is, but El F is still on my list of suspects.