aug25 re_alisma oh my goodness gracious, the death_cab show. The chief obstacle right now is this is the first week of a new job which I probably should show up for. But, the job might be pushed back to the following week, so maybe I can swing it. I've also got a real death in the family impending which I hope finds its way around aug25. But I guess I *might* be able to forgive God if it doesn't. Maybe. Not. Maybe never. NO WAY GOD, OK? 110805 ... re_alisma Boo and hiss I can't make it to this. Some sort of non-negotiable 1st day of new job. I will, though, attempt to give away my ticket at noon on aug25 in the modern wing giftshop at the Art Institute. chicago blatherskites are therefore dared to both meet me and see death_cab on said aug25. ( It could actually be anywhere between 9 and 2pm and not necessarily the Art Institute for that free (free) ticket transfer....) snarky XRT impressions notwithstanding, I am being quite serious! SOMEBODY will get that ticket. Not necesssarily a "VIP" if modesty prevails! 110823 ... re_alisma so how do i put this coyly and untoward?... there are two chicago blatherskites that i can think of to come get my ticket (i want you to) and i'll try not to be disappointed if neither of you show up. you could very well have had an excuse or two and besides that, were not all that interesting in reading this.... but the point is not to create a homeopathic ticket, really. the point is only to not let it go to waste. i probably will be not-thinking-straight and exhausted when i complete the mission explained above and it might cause me to slightly or vaguely divorce the Art Institute --- but it wouldn't be like i threw the ticket down the sewer. and it would be pretty great to give it to a blatherskite (the vital piece of trivia is this: this band's first CD release was on the exact same day as blue_blather's release! so whatever that would mean, if anything) and also to meet another blatherskite (i've warmed up to such meetings since no reason came to town) so, if you can, guys, come grab it! if you can't use it, give it to somebody else! and don't make me give it to a stranger! because then it becomes more like a homeopathic ticket working its magic randomly in the crowd and i'm not sure a random stranger would want that! i would have to make them a whole big weird magical insurance policy to prevent weird stuff and i don't want to be bothered with a stranger. i guess i'm starting to feel weird about giving it to somebody random. does anybody want it? should i give it to the ticket office at the art institute and then make their Art Institute visit itself be their weird insurance? that might work. there's American Gothic, and American Gothic makes me think of Pitchfork and there's a ton of music insurance/we're-all-connected/potential candidate enlightenment right there, and it is Chicago but it's also not Chicago. is, is not Chicago. it works. well. i just neurotically figured out how to remove myself from this equation, IF it should go to a stranger. i've also solved my non-desire to invoke banksy and that smarmy "exit through the giftshop" reference. hey, i'm not a magical thinker. no i'm not. i'm a BORED WORRIER. (which is like a BOARD WARRIOR? oh, yes, maybe, i guess so. but i am so much more than that too? maybe? probably?) 110823 ... re_alisma in summary, meet me at the Art Institute, at noon, in the gift shop, the modern wing one on Monroe i think, and i will be quite glad to meet you (on its own merits because i think meeting other blatherskites has turned into a Good Thing) and hand over a ticket i can't use, which is kind of a sad thing. then of course, if that is not working out, i have some kind of Alternative Plan B, C, or D. and then all is be well, and i will have saved the ticket and/or plot, or otherwise paid it forward, somehow, to hopefully a well-targeted person. so i'm going to go ahead and just do this and not worry about anything. we'll see and ensure the A for effort and everything. 110825 ... re_alisma up until i got home i was WAY IMPRESSED with the "results" of this. but now i'm starting to think, in the final analysis, that they are a little, or a lot, twinged with sadness.... it went to a guy named Alan. as i handed it over, the band playing a free show at Millennium Park launched into a great cover of "Under Pressure". everybody knows how that starts. definitely worth my fifty dollars. gift shop also worth another fifty dollars for a lot of reasons, but all of them kind of rancorous and sad. interesting enough to tell in person, but not really to broadcast. gift shops can have a tendency to pop up in my dreams, and i guess i won't ruin that by letting out what could be called Ghost Story in the Gift Shop. writing ruins dreams; dreams ruin writing. it's a bummer and a half in my experience. 110825 ... thieums "I've never been to the future before," she said, watching the calendar "Me neither," he answered, wearily. It was August 2025, and it was the future. Little did they know, the next time they would visit this place, it would have become the past. 250409 what's it to you? who go blather from