Jan 6 2013

A Day in the Life

It’s been a long ass time since I did a picture post of a day in the life, but here it goes…

I started out the day deciding to be productive instead of sitting on my lazy ass and playing Sims 3.  First I decided to take down the Christmas decorations.

Good-bye little Christmas tree.

Then I decided to put on some loud music and clean all the things.  First up—dishes!

Before…

And then what it looked like after my awesomeness had passed through:

…and after.

While I was busy cleaning all the things, the various animals in my house were busy being lazy.

Too lazy to even play with her ball.

Lazy cats.

Then I looked outside to see that it was snowing!  (Man, this day is off to a riveting start, I tell you what.)

I hate snow.

Then Mr.W and my brother came home.  Mr. W and I discussed getting a new TV in a couple months before some friends came over and we all went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant.  I would have taken pictures of any or all of these events had I remembered.

After dinner we went to the game store for our regularly-scheduled Saturday night RPG gaming, where I fortunately resumed my picture taking.  Here’s a camo scarf I am working on for my brother:

You can say it. I’m awesome. And not at all old womanish.

I realized that this isn’t the most interesting day so to try and spice things up a little, I took some pictures of the guys I play with.

My brother, Chris, and Ryan.

Tom and Hermine

Mr. W is either consulting his Pathfinder books to build a new character or praying. I’m going with praying.

But this did not succeed in spicing things up.  Fortunately it was at this point that we opened the Rumchata.

Chris is intense about his Rumchata.

Fortunately, this made things spicier.

Ryan is spicy now.

And then here’s a picture of me.  I didn’t know how to pose for it and Chris said “Just look up.”  And I did.

True story.

And then I discovered that I had a package of goodness waiting for me.  Now I can knit all the things!  Soon a second package will arrive with the straight loom pieces.

Again, I am not at all old womanish.

Day complete.

 


Oct 21 2008

Day in the Life: Penpals

I swear things that happen to me that just aren’t supposed to happen in real life.  Case in point:
Yesterday I received a three-page, hand-written letter from Curtis.  In this letter, he told me about himself [a Christian man from a large family] and what he does in his spare time [read his Bible and watch football].  He hopes that I am well and asked many questions about me and how I am doing.  His purpose in writing the letter was to find a “nice single Christian lady” with whom to start a penpal-esque relationship that could turn more and more serious, eventually leading toward marriage.
Pretty strange, huh?  But wait… there’s more!
Now, and I feel it’s important to mention this, Curtis is serving time in an Indiana prison [for battery].  Also of note: I’ve never heard of the guy in my life, which poses quite the quandary of how he obtained my name and mailing address.  Granted, it’s the address from which I just moved, but it was correct down to the apartment number and that kinda freaks me out.
Honestly, I am torn.  Torn between not wanting to invite further communication with a previously-violent-but-quite-possibly-reformed-as-he-claims stranger and finding out how the hell he discovered me.  Tim thought that perhaps a friend of mine who once served time passed Curtis my name.  But I didn’t think this was possible, seeing as that friend served his time in Ohio.  Then I thought of another friend that could have, but his time was spent here in Illinois.  Finally, it occurred to me  that I know too many people who have served time in prison–that should change.
Should I write him back?  Tell him that, too-bad-so-sad, I am engaged to be married and by-the-by how in the hell did he get my address?  I wouldn’t give him my new information, of course.  The post office is still forwarding my mail.

Apr 15 2008

Day in the Life: Subway Escapades!

So it was an exciting morning.  I got on the train at 7:45 – expecting to be at the office by 8:15. At 10:30, I had finally made it in.

A train broke down near my destination, preventing my train and several others from moving forward. We had already been stuck in the tunnel for a little over an hour (frustrating, but tolerable since I was playing tetris on my cell phone) when suddenly the power went out, or, more importantly, the air conditioning. And please keep in mind that this was a packed rush hour train.

I was backed against the door with this guy who decided to pull the emergency lever and open the doors for some fresh air. Seconds later, the train operator makes an announcement not to open the doors. Our doors shut. Another 15 minutes or so pass when we hear the operator make the same announcement about not opening doors and passengers walk past our train car on a little 2-foot-wide catwalk. Well, hell, we open our doors again and start filing out onto the catwalk.

I jumped at the chance to get out of the train because how often does this happen? Like, never! Other than all the dirt and rust it was kinda fun. Definitely a respite from the normal daily routine. I’m horrible with distances, so let’s just say we walked for a little while and then came to the next train stuck on the tracks. That operator told us all to turn back and that we’d get in trouble for being out there. Some of the riders in front of me persisted that they were leaving whether she helped or not, so she decided to be helpful and began evacuating her own train.

We reached the next train (completely emptied). That train was right behind the broken train. Apparently they had attempted to connect the two trains to push the disabled one but could not because of an incline in the tunnel. We passed both trains and were met with a small posse of train workers and firemen who directed us to hold on to the dirty handrail and walk slowly.We were walking down there for around 30 minutes before arriving at the designated emergency exit. We went up 4 flights of stairs and then were assisted up another ladder by nice rescue workers, and I found myself smack-dab on the same corner where I worked. Hooray!

After reading the news throughout the day, I am annoyed at how the CTA is spinning this. They are pretty much blaming the “riders’ self-evacuation” for the delay and that we were the reason power was cut in the first place. A quote from CTA President:
“If not for the [riders'] evacuation, we could have restored that service in around 25 minutes,” Huberman said. He said the initial mechanical problem was reported at 8:10 a.m. and by about 9 a.m. the problem was mostly corrected.” 

I have a couple problems with his statement:
1.) The riders’ evacuation didn’t start until 9:40am, 40 minutes after Mr. Huberman says the problem was mostly corrected and 20 minutes after power had been cut from the trains (twice–first time was for several minutes, second was ongoing when we left).
2.) That problem was nowhere near “mostly corrected.” When we passed the train (around 10am) it was still a little smoky and very much derailed. But nice try there. They didn’t announce that the tracks were clear until noon.
Oh, but I took pictures!

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Apr 26 2007

A Day in the Life

They’ve started filming for the next Batman movie and apparently some of Chicago’s buildings are now sporting the name Gotham.  Paige and I went off on a rainy nighttime walk in search of such buildings.  Though we were unsuccessful in our quest to find the magical land of Batman, we came away with some nice shots.  And this one:


It’s really too bad this picture didn’t come out.  It was adorable.
If you stood on the corner next to my building, you’d be with the homeless guy.  But this is what you’d see.  (Sears Tower is the tall one with the blue things.)

This is the Chicago Board of Trade.  I’m told it’s also doubling as Wayne Enterprises in the new movie.

And now for some random shots…


Feb 9 2007

Excitement!

Welcome to another riveting edition of Day in the Life of Teri! Today’s day was actually of note, unlike past featured days.

I started my day with an e-mail from Writer’s Digest, congratulating me for placing 25th in their annual Short-Short Competition. (I entered “The Journal”, that woman on the train short story that Tim filmed today (pushed back from Tuesday due to location issues).) Anyway, I get some official certificate/letter thingy and $50 worth of books from the Writer’s Digest bookstore. And they’re publishing my story with all the winners come June. Sweet!

We then did some hurried grocery shopping and then were off to the shoot. I did take some pictures, but the lighting was very touch and go. I just think it makes all the photos look that much more dramatic. Or whatever. My brain is all over the place right now, my apologies.

Anyway!

Before things got started, I snapped a picture of Erin (the main woman). Oh and I should say that Tim was trying to go for a “the 1920s are starting to come back” feel. The film is going to be more of a sepia-type color and there will be some jazz music and whatnot to help with the feel.
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And Cynthia (one of the loud women talking about State Street)
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And here’s a way fun picture of Aaron (the main guy). Yes, they both had the same name. And the same last initial.
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Here’s the rehearsal, while Nate and Tim were setting up lights on set.
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And here’s a picture of me being useless. During the scene, I get to walk up to the bartender (played by Josh) and order a shot. Exciting stuff.
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Here’s Erin being silly:
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And here’s the set with people doing whatever it is that they do. We shot in a piano bar downtown, in case you were wondering.
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That’s about it for pictures. After Tim submits the film, they should put it on the website. I’ll be sure to blog the link so you all can check it out. Which you will. Several times.