Nothing Too Serious...

here's an ancient American Proverb:
Chicago winter blows. It's windy, and it sucks.

Last year I drove to Chicago around this time by myself to see Laura Veirs somewhere in Lincoln Park. Let me tell you, it was cold as Antarctica's ass. I froze my dick off.

no seriously...my dick is somewhere on a Chicago sidewalk or frozen still to the bottom of a bum's shoe.

OK, so I wanted to mention some of the music that I've been listening to a lot lately. Here's a list. You should check some out.......

Alexi Murdoch- Time Without Consequence...... Pretty mellow, similar to Nick Drake
Laura Veirs............ this needs no introduction.
Natacha Atlas....... I haven't heard a lot of her stuff, but what I have heard fucking rules. understand.
Sam Prekop. it's the shit.


ok that's enough for now. Check ya

lovethecity

I like the word "anomaly"
...and thirty dollar haircuts

The other day at work, my boss used the word "anomaly". I don't remember what she was talking about, but for all intents it is no longer necessary to know. It aroused my interest as the use of some words will do. I couldn't remember exactly what it meant at first, so my co-worker told me to look it up. So I pulled up dictionary.com and checked it out. To paraphrase the definition, it means 'a deviation from the norm'.

This word has come in quite handy lately, and has been particularly amusing when I use it at work. When I say 'amusing' I mean that I was amused by it. It is doubtful that anyone else has been amused by my vocabulary. I have, however, been able to use it effectively in conversation with my boss at least three times this past week and it did evoke some joviality.

Let's move on. I've been getting my hair cut at a prominent and reputable Cincinnati salon, located in Northside. Actually, I have no idea if they're reputable or prominent, but to me their prices evoke such esteem. This past week I needed to get a little trim. I'm trying to allow my hair to grow a bit longer, but you know how it goes. The hair just gets thicker and sloppier for a while there before the desired result is achieved. To make a long story short, I find out that I can just make an appointment for a "maintenance" cut and they won't even charge for it. But for some reason I still got charged full price for this cut. Even though I was only in there for a few minutes and my neck was basically broken after sitting in the hair washing chair thing. Usually I can bare the neck pain because I thoroughly enjoy getting my hair washed by a third party individual. But my usual stylist is a girl, and this guy was, well, a guy. He just didn't quite have the touch. But I must admit, he gave me some useful information and his professionalism reminded me of my own. ha sike I don't know what that means. but he was professional and that was good.

I'll leave you now with a quote. I don't remember who originally said it, but I heard it from a hilarious co-worker. "You can lead a West-sider to a hair salon, but you can't make him get his hair cut."
sure, it's just a variation on some ol' cliche shit but it's so Cincinnati appropriate that I had to include it. And the (semi)final concluding remark is: Don't ever go to Great Clips. Six dollars for a haircut is not a deal, it's an anomaly.

Love,
The City.