Friday, November 24, 2006
(12:00 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Friday Afternoon Confessional: Overstuffed
I confess that I had a good Thanksgiving at the Jennings/Case residence and that I'm glad that I chose to stay here in Chicago to allow myself a few days to relax without the stress of travel. I confess that grading my papers before leaving for AAR was the best decision I've ever made in my entire life.I confess that I am often derided by the other north side residents at CTS for taking the Brown Line all the way from downtown rather than taking the supposedly "faster" Red Line for part of the way. Today I confess that I was vindicated. At Belmont, there was a Red Line train right across the tracks, and a woman from my train transferred (sub-confession: I take inventory of all women on trains and buses with me). After I got off at Library (State and Van Buren) to stand at the bus stop, that very same woman came out of the Van Buren exit for the Red Line Jackson stop. The trains left at the exact same time, and the Red Line now has the added advantage that the Washington stop is closed -- yet I still got to the exact same place slightly faster.
I confess that I'm a total dork about transit-related issues. I confess that The Girl was right about the superiority of the DC Metro system -- exactly whose idea was this "elevated train" thing? But damn it -- our rational grid system for streets in Chicago is way better. DC is halfway there with the underlying grid, but then they have arbitrary circles with various diagonal streets jutting in every conceivable direction. It was sheer bedlam!
I confess that while I was in DC, I made arrangements to go hang out with (and possibly even stay with) various characters from Unfogged such as Becks and Armsmasher, but I got distracted and totally blew it off. I confess that over the course of the conference, "she looks like Kotsko's type" became a euphemism for "she's a lesbian." I confess that my one (failed) attempt at a hook up was with someone who turned out to be what the kids call a "fag hag," and the irony is not lost on me.
I confess that after seeing that Mike (my roommate) made a mix CD for his girlfriend, I decided that I would try to make a mix CD that would satisfy three (very) different women simultaneously. I'm listening to the result right now, and I have to say: I'm getting performance anxiety. I confess that it features a couple old standards from past Kotsko mixes, but none of these women have received any of them, so they'll never know unless they read this blog -- which they shouldn't, because they're students and have better things to do.
I confess that I'm posting this way early, because I feel some really serious oversleeping coming on.
