How Windy Was It?

It was so windy, that it blew me away!! (listening to: "Babe" by Styx)

Wow... that's got to be the worst pun I've ever blogged. I'm very sorry. (kinda.)

So, I spent the weekend in Chicago, visiting KR, Karen, and my folks. What a great weekend. We did some of the touristy stuff, visited Millenium park, went for a walk along lakeshore drive, rode every line there was on the El, and even went to Navy Pier. (Shut up, KR, we SO did.)

And, yes, I went all the way to Chicago to go to an AMC to see The Illusionist. PS- this movie rules. This blog tries to be spoiler free, so I'll say just this: I didn't like 30 seconds at the end of the movie. There you have it. Go see it.

I'm reminded every time I go to that place that I love it there. Why do I want to move there? It costs $20 to park your car anywhere, if you're lucky. The El is $2 one-way, and the Metra is even more. And yet... something about that city just feels... like home. I'd move there inside of an hour if I thought I could live there. No job, no place to live, and with acting going oh-so-very-well here, I'd be a fool to leave. A damn fool. And yet...

I haven't spoken about the gaming world in a very, VERY long time, so I'd like to take this moment for that. There are a few good-looking games coming out soon that I'm very much looking forward to. Right now, I'm about 1/3 of the way through Xenosaga III, and finding less and less time to play it lately. So far, it's very good, and provides me the milkshake of gaming and over-the-top philosophy and education that is needed in this world only slightly less than a new source of oil.

Biggy is getting married this weekend. (No link due to his blog being replaced/taken over by some freaky marketing thing) Everyone keep him in your thoughts and prayers, as he gives up the good life, and goes off to become Mr. His Wife (names changed to protect the innocent). Also, keep his wedding party in mind as we get stupid drunk this weekend in memoriam of his bachelor status, and yet another friend lost to the wily ways of women. May he be long remembered.