Silent with snow

Man, the snow is really pretty tonight. I was getting really pissed off at all the cold temperature lately and about to swear off winter but this snow changed my mind. It started out as some of those quarter-sized flakes that make the world feel like a snow globe while I was on campus earlier today. It was so awesome, just staring up at the sky, my favorite song playing on my iPod, the entire world out of my view except for the thick but softly-falling snow.

Now, I just left the downtown campus after working on a paper all night (and playing around with my new blog www.settingitaside.tumblr.com) and I hadn't realized how much snow had fallen because I was nowhere near the window. When I finally looked up at the Water Tower I saw the snow layered on the tree branches near the tower. It was straight out of a photography book or something. (just realizing I live in a picturesque city)

I watched the snow fall on Michigan Ave. for a while waiting for the bus, but nothing compared to when I was walking back to my apartment, further on the North Side. The sidewalks full of unshovled snow and the trees lining the streets each forming into their own unique heavily iced decorations, I was engulfed into a completely different world.

Seriously, it just changed my whole perspective. Brought back that wonder with the natural world that so often disappears in city residents. Fucking awesome.

Tpyos are going to riun me froevre

Man I fucking hate typos. If my web browser didn't have some program that underlines all the words I misspell when I write e-mails or online comments or even this blog, you would all think I spell at a 5th grade level. I mean I might still. Who knows.

Anyway, I forgot how great of a device this is for procrastination! I have a 50-question multi-choice test tomorrow morning in marketing, a class where I have taken a half-page of notes in 5 weeks and have never opened the book. Only fifteen minutes until midnight! 0 chapters down, 6 to go.

This picture is from the library, staring out at the dorms across the street. Look how cool I am with a macbook and maroon shoelaces. I was procrastinating then too.

Out of Town

The Scene: Kansas City International (really? international?) Airport, 7:20pm

M is just realizing that after a random-sobbing-attack filled weekend with his family, his 7:30pm flight back to Chicago is going to be delayed for a while.

It starts out with just a weather advisory, a 10 minute delay. Then, via text from Chicago friends, M realizes that weather situation is severe. Weather.com has 70% precipitation for Chicago until 12am.

M checks with airline associates; the flight is now delayed until 8:15pm. Not too bad. M buys two cans of beer from the Wolfgang Puck Kiosk (why is this kiosk affiliated with Wolfgang Puck?). Starts to chug one. Coordinates a pick-up effort in Chicago based on the quickly spreading delay. He's not going to deal with the CTA after 11pm on a Sunday night after a weekend like this, who would?

Delay has been extended to 9pm. The Chicago team is on standby, armed with the flight number and the airline website. What can only be another delay announcement is muffled by the sounds of the Shiny Toy Guns Channel on pandora and simultaneously ignored by M who is working his way through the second beer quickly. It's already 9pm, obviously the flight is not leaving until 10:30pm at the earliest.

The looming question: what time do kiosks in the admittedly hick state of Kansas stop serving beer on a Sunday night?