ne plus ultra, rambling

So I’ve been ignoring my blog, for the most part.  I really can’t decide if I want to keep it or not, but for now it stays.  What it’s coming down to is drama.  There are people who read my blog and decide that I’m writing directly to them, and I’m getting backlash from multiple places for it.  And I know I’m writing in a public domain, ANYONE can read this.  I had 3,384 unique visits, or 5,870 page views last week, even though I’ve barely been writing.  So if you’re reading this and think I’m writing directly to YOU, I’m not.  And if you’re offended, STOP READING.  My blog is just my blog.  Reading this does not constitute some deep personal relationship with me.  *takes a deep breath*  Moving on…

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Friday, two days ago, Andrew and I drove to Chicago to pick up his sister.  (I’m going to get some pictures up on Flickr hopefully tonight.)  His genius smart sister was at the University of Chicago doing an internship of bio-physicist stuff all Summer.  And yes, I had to look up how to spell “physicist”.

So on the way down Andrew and I stopped off at a random exit to get gas or mtn dew or something and we saw a giant pink elephant that was wearing glasses.  What?  You think I’m kidding?  I’m not, it’s on Flickr.  (Wordpress hates me today.)

Traffic, from Madison to Chicago, sucked ass.  Stop.  And.  Road contruction!  Go.  More stop than go.  HOURS and HOURS.  At least it wasn’t raining.  We got checked in to the hotel downtown, ate, got situated, picked up Smarty Pants (heh, Andrew’s sister is awesome by the way) and went to Millenium Park as it was getting dark.  I was really excited because the only other times I’ve been there it’s been during the day and/or Winter.  I got some okay pictures of the reflections of Chicago in the jelly-bean thingy, but genius me forgot her tripod at home.  1600 ISO at 1.4, 50mm prime (if you don’t know cameras just ignore that), some of them were still a little blurry, I DID MY BEST, OKAY?

We went up in the John Hancock building and took some fun pictures, saw the fountain show.  Then went to bed, woke up, picked up Smarty Pants and did the 10 hour drive home.  Fucking traffic (it should only take like 7.5 hours).

Best part of the ride home?  Finding obscure music on our iPods to play.  Seriously.  When’s the last time you listened to Mambo Number 5?

When my sister and I left the beach in Boca Raton, Fl, I layed my slightly damp beach towel on the backseat of the car. 

Keep in mind there was no food in the car.

We drove from the beach to the hotel…we may have made a stop (probably a u-turn or two).  I got out of the car, opened the back door to grab my towel and found ANTS.  HUNDREDS OF ANTS.  They were attacking my towel…maybe the salt from the ocean?  I have no idea.

Apparently that’s what what we get for renting a car from “Payless Car Rental”.

(Fuckers from Avis screwed us over once we were down there, we did have real reservations, incase you were curious, but finding a car, last minute, on a weekend…?)