Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch and one on the track

This week I've really missed Missouri.

I hate the traffic here. Last night stop lights were out at two major intersections. I'm not talking flashing- I mean OUT. Its already a clusterfuck and everyone wants to get home. I really I get this job where I can work at home. Even a job downtown so I can ride the train. I just don't want to drive anymore.

I miss the familiarity. I didn't realize how comforting it is know where shit is and know the people once you get there. It was nice to call someone and say, "Meet me at Eastside in 10 minutes for a drink."

...and I miss my people.

On the flipside, living here is cool. There's so much to do and learn and see. Maybe I'm too apathetic and I want it all right away without paying the dues. I just don't like this loner lifestyle. I'm not a loner at heart.

I am excited for this evening. Melanie is having a dinner party at her house in Wrigleyville, so I shall venture south. It'll be nice to see some friendly faces and meet new people.

Also, I got a new phone yesterday. Its pink and pretty and I maybe fondling it too much. The most important thing- It WORKS! So call me now and we shall talk for hours.

I've decided. Neil Young makes me really happy. I think I am a fifty-year-old trapped in this body.

Half a mile from the county fair and the rain keep pouring down

Me and billy standin there
With a silver half a crown
Hands are full of a fishin rod
And the tackle on our backs
We just stood there gettin wet
With our backs against the fence

I've been posting on myspace, but I realize the entire fam is not on myspace. Therefore, duplicate postings shall appear here. If you are on myspace, don't waste your time.

Here's the scoop- If you called me in the last week or so and I have yet to call you back, please be patient. I am having phone issues and need a new one. It should be taken care of this week sometime. Then we'll talk til the cows come home.

In the past week: huge storms went through, but missed our house and cars. Other cars had huge tree limbs on top of them and the trees in Lincoln Park (a couple miles south) were broken off at the ground. Along with the torrentual downpour came flooding and nasty, swampy gutters. However, we are fine and our shit is fine.

We opened the pasture gate and let the matching bikes ramble along the lakefront bike trail. It was beautiful and cool along the beach. Like I said, we only had to dodge some fallen trees.

Friday, Will scouted an Irish pub with live music and no cover on the fringes of downtown. There was authentic Irish music mixed in with old rock and roll. The cool thing is, we got drunk and rode the train home. The not-so-cool thing: there is construction on our line and we had a wait longer than usual. Bah humbug. Its really only a problem when your bladder is an eigth of a normal persons. And you drank a lot of Guinness.

Yesterday, I ran into someone from college who knows Shannon. She now lives in the city, not far from us. Apparently, I am a magnet for this sort of thing.

Will got a job. Yay! I am waiting to hear back from the interview I had last week. I would be working from home, which means no COMMUTE!

Mom called me today to say Rachel is settling in at college. Apparently, a scheduled freshmen outting consisted of climbing Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. Mizzou, you robbed me.

Hope everyone is well. i have to scoot off to work. I'll be in touch soon, promise.