Ducked into GoNugg instead of waiting 30 minutes in the snow storm for the bus. Ernesto the short order cook timed making my dinner in sync with CTA bus tracker. Gold star. 🌟 (at Golden Nugget)
In an effort to let my poor old and overworked computer have a bit of a break, I decided to go through some of the what seems like million tabs I have open in my various browsers and clean house. Anytime I see something interesting that I don’t have the time or patience to thoroughly investigate, I keep the tab open for a later date.
Rarely does the later date ever occur, which is why I get into a million tab mess. The earliest tabs I closed today were from over a year ago, when we were planning our Italian road trip that never was. Yikes.
One of the uninvestigated items I came across today was an IMDB page for Perfect State, a dystopian film starring Ewan McGregor. I usually tend to add a line in my Reminder app on my phone for movies I want to see that aren’t instantly queueable on Netflix (same goes for books I want to read or places I want to eat / drink). But today was about deleting tabs, so in order for me to do that, I needed to watch the movie.
It’s the first super snowy day in Chicago and I had five hours of #minimumwage time wasting to deal with, so no better time like then to sink into my giant sweater wrap and have a few casual moments of existential crisis. Thirty seconds of google’ing later, I hit play. (If you click on the image above, it’ll take you to a streaming version of the film.)
I really enjoyed this film, which is best summarized as an apocalyptic dark romance drama about two people who meet (and shocker: fall in love) in the dawn of a global epidemic that one by one takes the five senses away from the human race. The disease starts with a loss of smell and progresses though taste, hearing, vision and touch. I especially appreciated how the film used McGregor’s culinary work as a catalyst to discuss how society deals with tragedy: first terrified and crippled but eventually working towards establishing a new normal and creating opportunity out of adversity. It’s interesting to think about how the loss of a sense could cause an entire collapse to certain industries (and on a larger scale, the world as we know it.)
No smell? See ya perfume companies. No taste? Bye food and drink industry. No hearing? Adios, music business. No vision? Goodbye SO MUCH.
While I’m not saying that not being able to enjoy my Gucci Guilty, a perfectly cooked piece of fish or the chorus of one of my favorite songs would kill me — it’s certainly interesting to think about how your life would be different in the absence of those things that you use your senses to detect that make you smile. Do you give up on everything or try to invent new ways to circumvent your obstacles?
All in all, the film isn’t saying anything particularly new about neither the end of the world nor unconventional romance, but I still found myself getting a bit emotionally worked up.
Oh and shot that I chose as the lead image for this post was absolutely beautiful. I’m so glad I was able to see it.
Goddamn Scottish symmetry.
A German DJ’s TM just asked me why we sell a shirt with fake Argentine flags on them. I could have kissed him for how globally adorable his question was.
…AND he backs Arsenal and drops Big Tymer’s references into normal sentences.
I had fifteen minutes before I had to leave for work this morning to watch some of the Arsenal v Everton game.
This halftime commercial targeted my market so well that it made me smile.
In: Southwestern Print Wool Bags & Fold Over Clutches
Out: Neutral colored purses with shocking neon stripes or geometric shapes on them
In: Geometric Jewelry
Out: Button Earrings
In: Cable Knit Infinity Scarves & Hats
Out: Moustache themed bullshit (Thank god.)
Overall Renegade Reaction?
Overcrowded and underwhelming, minus of course: hiddenfolk.
Today was a good day. — Made with Days
11:13am – World Cup Draw was SO SRS this morning.
2:40pm – We really take the “reuse” thing to heart around the office. – Fulton River District
2:53pm – Old Fashioned TI Photobooth shot with my operative partner in skilled labor crime. – Fulton River District
4:31pm – Unsure why she costs $400. I am so outpriced at the One of a Kind market. – River North
6:13pm – 80¢ Whiskey to celebrate 80 years since the end of prohibition. – Rush & Division
7:20pm – Typical TD.
9:07pm – Coq D’Or live standards singers. – Rush & Division
9:22pm – Coming to you live from Michigan Avenue. – Magnificent Mile
10:54pm – Charles Bradley mostly made me jealous of his outfits and want to go home and listen to Otis Redding. – Wrigleyville
Click here to see my full day
The 2014 FIFA World Cup group draw has been made.
Are you ready for Brazil?
A: I am always ready for Brazil.
B: This is the best group announcement image I’ve seen all day. Well played, Adidas.
Instead of talking about how I don’t wanna hear about Beyoncé’s vegan challenge because #boring or how this pizza outfit is hilarious, I want to focus on what’s really important in this image:
NO ONE PUT A RING ON THAT TALL DRINK OF BODYGUARD WATER AND I FEEL LIKE #BITCHIMIGHTBE WANTING TO BE THE ONE THAT DOES. (But not with those shoes…)
Day will need to feature some combination of my many items of American, Brazilian and Spanish accoutremonts.
Night requires speakeasy cocktail attire with shoes fun enough to adequately honor an 80th anniversary of the end of prohibition party, but sensible enough to sustain an evening of 3730 style drinking at a soul singer show.
Challenge accepted.Oh and nine degree temperatures trying to ruin my good time can fuck right on outta here.
David Beckham | By: Guy Ritchie
David Beckham Bodywear | H&M 2013
It’s Friday in Brazil already, so I feel it is safe and appropriate to reblog this international treasure of a gif set.
But in order to clarify that I’m not here solely for physical objectification purposes, check out the way I’m about to end this post by adding a touch of genuine global sporting enthusiasm:
HAPPY WORLD CUP DRAW DAY!
¡FELIZ DÍA DEL SORTEO DE LA COPA MUNDIAL!
FELIZ DIA DO SORTEIO DA COPA DO MUNDO!
My passalong copy of the New Yorker (Nov 4, 2013 edition) is sort of a food themed issue. One of my favorite stories so far has been about a writer learning how to make bread. I instantly had a strong sense of deja vu about another story I’ve read in the last year or so about a journalist setting out to learn to make incredible bread at home and learning about the “mothering” process from various artisan breadmakers around the world. It’s making me a bit crazy trying to think of where I read this story — was it a book? was it an article? I CAN’T REMEMBER.
So I cast myself into the great world wide web to see what I could find. After a few scrolls of Google, I haven’t turned up the specific reading that my mind keeps telling me exists, but I did stumble upon maybe the most adorable breadmaker I’ve ever seen.
Artisanal handsome overload.
PS If you’ve ever read an article that sounds like the one I read (middle aged dude in New York City tries to learn to make good bread), LET ME KNOW. I will literally stew about this for days until I solve the case.
PPS How mad am I that terrible no good very bad “300 sandwiches” anti-cool girl is coming up MANY times in my search? MAD.