Four years ago, Al Gore was running for office. Early on in the race, I was confident that he'd win the election. I mean, how could he not? Well, he did win the election, but as we all know, he's not the man in the Whizzle Hizzle. Yeah, I'm still upset about it, okay? You should be, too.
Anyway, today, Al gave a speech and that's the reason I can't wait to go home and turn on the C-Span. Even in written form, it's an ass-kicker. And I have a feeling that when the video airs, my mild crush on the former veep is going to intensify. Let's face it, liberals are foxy. Giving a shit is foxy.
I'm writing this from the Ritz interweb cafe. The Ritz is this European-themed coffeehouse with free wi-fi, which is its draw. It's really not that ritzy. The Ritz's other big draw is that it's usually empty, so it's a good place to get work done. Not so tonight. I walked in, and there were about 15 people chattering. "Uh-oh," I thought. "Bible study!" Then I looked at the expensive shoes and Marc Jacobs blazers and realized that this was another kind of meeting. Dunno why, but I guessed it was the staff of a newish Chicago zine. And I was right!
So I'm perched on a high stool, tapping away at the keyboard but also wondering if I should out myself as an editor of another Chicago zine. What is the proper etiquette? Do I say, "Oh hi! I do stuff with Venus!" or do I stay quiet? In general, I like to keep to myself. But if I were meeting about a zine, and a fellow ziney person were hanging out silently, I would probably like to know. OH THE PRESSURE!
Anyway, today, Al gave a speech and that's the reason I can't wait to go home and turn on the C-Span. Even in written form, it's an ass-kicker. And I have a feeling that when the video airs, my mild crush on the former veep is going to intensify. Let's face it, liberals are foxy. Giving a shit is foxy.
I'm writing this from the Ritz interweb cafe. The Ritz is this European-themed coffeehouse with free wi-fi, which is its draw. It's really not that ritzy. The Ritz's other big draw is that it's usually empty, so it's a good place to get work done. Not so tonight. I walked in, and there were about 15 people chattering. "Uh-oh," I thought. "Bible study!" Then I looked at the expensive shoes and Marc Jacobs blazers and realized that this was another kind of meeting. Dunno why, but I guessed it was the staff of a newish Chicago zine. And I was right!
So I'm perched on a high stool, tapping away at the keyboard but also wondering if I should out myself as an editor of another Chicago zine. What is the proper etiquette? Do I say, "Oh hi! I do stuff with Venus!" or do I stay quiet? In general, I like to keep to myself. But if I were meeting about a zine, and a fellow ziney person were hanging out silently, I would probably like to know. OH THE PRESSURE!
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