2009

Ah...another year, another opportunity to get it right.

What better time and excuse to contribute to this fledgling blog again. The last few months has been filled with, quite honestly, nothing. Here's a quick recap of my last few months. Work, work, work and crossword puzzles. As you can see, this has provided me with very little to write about. And as I'm not vain enough to take pictures of myself and post them here, I have lacked the desire to post. I will try to be better about it from here on out even if I have to make shit up.

The new year will likely be the same as the old year, more economic strife, more nothing to get excited about, more hippies spouting off nonsense but at least for awhile it'll be all about the great job they did picking Obama. Well at least until he turns out no better than the last guy and then we'll have some peace and quiet for a bit. Or then the deusche bags will just continue blaming our former leader for making it so bad its unfixable. Fuck, maybe nothing will change other than one digit at the end of the date. Oh well....more fodder for Chris I guess.

I'm not going to bore Robb to tears with promises of resolutions although I have secretly made a few to myself. I'm sure everyone does. I wonder how many of them last past mid-January. Either way, a happy new year to all....blog at ya soon

Robb of the Day - Jan 3, 2009

It's 2009. Three years until the end of the Mayan calendar, which is supposed to signal the end of the world.

Am I the only one who realizes that this is the only date in the history of the Mayan calendar that anyone have ever given a fuck about? Just a thought.

17 days until we boot that lousy d-bag out of the WH for good. I'm road tripping to DC for the occasion. To be clear, I'm heading out there to celebrate the END of the Bush Administration. I already celebrated Obama's election.

What else is in store for 2009? Oh yeah, you'll lose your job. Yeah you. It's all good, I'm getting really good at teaching people how to get on unemployment.

That's all for ringing in the new year. I will be back before another month goes by. Maybe I'll post some pictures of DC in the middle of all the chaos. Be good.

Robb of the Day - Dec. 1, oops.

So I had recently been poo-pooing the Mermaid over their World AIDS Day initiative.

It being today, they promised to donate a nickel for each 'hand crafted drink' that they sell.

Well, in the interest of avoiding as much of the chill that I could, I hopped off the 36 - Broadway a stop early at Lawrence, and ducked into the S'bucks for a piping hot latte, and to finish the P.G. Wodehouse I'd been burying myself in lately.

I collected my purchase, and settled into a cozy chair to get to reading, when I spied something quite disheartening, pictured above.

Damn, how could I accidentally participate in the exact campaign that I was slinging much dirt in the direction of?

Well, now I am looking for a remedy. Anybody with suggestions should feel free to post them here.

Robb Style of the Day - Nov 29th

Beer.

Rob of the Day - Nov 25th

Not a lot to talk about today, kids. Just had a good shave, and to celebrate I decided to take a picture of it.

Tonight, I dine at the Golden Nugget on Lawrence with Joe, talk about some stories i'm writing, and then head home to watch the series finale of The Shield, which I am greatly anticipating.

Making headway on the Fairy Tale/Monster crossover concept. It is piquing interest, and may become something bigger. If not, I've still got my story to gloat about, and others cooking in the old noodle.

Popped over 10,000 pages read for the year. Though 1,100 of them are graphic novels, so really 8,900 pages of raw prose. While being assured that I could easily bridge the gap from 8,900 to my goal, I replied "Blindfolded!" Which is, I must admit, the one circumstance that would most likely stop me from crossing the finish line.

Robb of the Day - Nov 24th

I refuse to not have weird, radically distorted pictures of myself on the internet. You cannot stop me.

So, I am starting a new story tonight. All I can say at this point is that it will collide the worlds of old timey fairy tales, and old timey creatures that go bump in the night, and hilarity will ensue.

Also, I am trying to learn how to use Garage Band, so I can post pod/vodcasts here telling you all to fuck yourselves.

More later.

Robb of the Day Nov. 17

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was beating against the age rippled glass in a constant and persistent cadence.

Ok, just kidding.

It's now November and the chill is setting in. It's crazy to think that just 11 days ago, I was wearing a T-shirt, piled in with all the other 250,000 Obama-ites at Grant Park.

The one tried and true thing about this blog that has been consistent since it's beginning is that one of us is unemployed. So far, so good. I'm finishing up my fourth month of joblessness, and it's still looking bleak for future work. It's a dog-eat-dog world, and the hungry dog population in Chicago is just getting bigger.

What I need you to do, my dear readership, is to remember me when you're tired of your job. When you are pissed that you have to work late, or that you have to be on that cash register. Just know that there are worse situations that you could be in.

Also, now that I am thinking of it, if anybody has leads on retail or office manager style jobs, keep a dude like me in mind. By this point in my search, I ain't too proud to beg.

Robb of the Day - Oct 31 ZOMBIES!!!!!

Robb of the Day - Oct 27

New Robb of the Day labeling format - thought that the Romans might be getting tired. Figured that just using the date would be nice, since I'm not updating daily, and haven't at all for about a month.

Pimping Kopi Cafe, my fave little java joint in Andersonville. They make a mean Mexican Latte and have some serious chocolate chip cookies. I must say, even though I hit up Starbucks or Caribou when necessary, I really like these local indie places. They're so much more charming.

Robb of the Day XXXII - Skyline

Ahhh... Chicago.

Robb of the Day XXXI - Warhol'd

Nothing says "Ballscratch's 50th post!" better than me giving you the finger in four fresh, pop-art, Warhol ripping off colors.

His wig is spinning in his grave.

Coming soon, I announce an official search party for Livius, whom I haven't heard from (not even via text message - his proto-communication) for at least a month.

That will consist of me saying something along the lines of: "Anybody want to take over for Livius?"

It will be good times.

Happy 50th post Ballscratch! I didn't think you'd last.

Robb of the Day XXX - No funny stuff.

You were expecting some porn, or maybe a pic of Vin Diesel or Ice Cube? No such, bitches. Just me, messing with Photo Booth more.

I've got my eye on you.

Politicalized

Robb of the Day XXIX - Just... weird.

Thermal effect on Photo Booth really just interprets brightness as heat. You figure it out.