casual ultimate » 2008 » July

ms. ultimate wasn’t optimistic it could be done.. but i didnt take ‘wasnt optimistic it could be done’ for an answer! thats right i went to the non-rat infested whole foods, the one in the gold coast to be exact, and bought 5 items for under 12$! five items! half the time i go to whole foods and get 5 things and it costs me $72.50. How did you do it miss casual? well ill tell you..

the key is no booze, no magazines and no flowers. now the boys dont get lured in by flowers but i do. however the ranunculus i love are going to droop in two days and my debt will last a lifetime. and i know the alcohol at whole foods looks so shiny and nice. it has fancy labels designed by hippies in the northwest who dropped out of college and it might be organic / local / small batch / ‘fill in the blank other expensive adjective’. and the magazines! they have cool do it yourself projects that might get you onto apartment therapy (ahem.. tbrizzle..) and hip interracial couples with expensive furniture and asymmetrical haircuts! maybe you could be like them if you just buy this magazine that costs 8.95… but hold strong! you too can conquer this mecca of bourgeois consumerism!

just buy their generic house brand everything, avoid the organic produce, dont get the readymade meals they have (although their samosas are great..) and you too can get out for under 15$.

whole foods. beautiful but deadly.

this post has been coming for a long time but now.. i cant stay silent any longer.. a bebe opened on damen. seriously. i mean i guess where else makes sense for that carnival of spandex and plastic rhinestones but across from cans? but still.. it is definitely the last nail in the bucktown coffin. marc jacobs? ok. bcbg? er.. club monaco? wait.. but bebe.. this is it people. the end is near. watching pre-teens with fake tans stroll out of intermix with a bag on their arm that costs more than my rent is just your average saturday afternoon at this point. i suppose the gentrification gods threw us a bone with the whole dairy queen / orange julius complex but just because you give me sprinkles doesnt mean someone shouldnt stage a protest outside of skankwear international. how do those women smoke? their clothes are mostly plastic and certainly flamable…

there goes then neighborhood. time to move to logan square.

in other news.. the new batman is quite good and much scarier than i thought. plus they flip a semi truck on south lasalle which is amazing to witness even on film. the olymipics are coming which is ore exciting than i expected. we are t - 7 weeks to the wedding and things are floating along. and last but certainly not least.. it sounds like everyones favorite team of speedo wearing gentlemen made it to the finals this weekend at sandblast so congrats to those dudes (if they still read this..) hey someone should post about sandblast. i want to hear all the play by plays.

alright.. gotta go. their unveiling a new gladiator.

I’m here to blog about something other than weddings, although I can’t guarantee it will be more interesting. Personally I have a lot of interest in how the nuptial plans are coming along, especially miss casual ordering me an extra cupcake for the afterparty. Don’t forget.

This week started out with the pride parade and will end with fireworks – not bad for summer. The parade was on Sunday. Overall I enjoyed it, but the participant ratio of waving politicians and animal shelters to assless chaps and drag queens was not what I had hoped it would be. I did see the mayor, wearing a white button-down and slacks like he was going to work – you think he’d have tried something more rainbow-y – along with a few old men wearing nothing at all. I wish they had gone with slacks, at least. Here’s a pic of the float carrying the gay calendar boys of san fran, for all the ladies out there. One of the best characters was on the macy’s float; I must admit, marshall field would never have approved.

On Monday I went to the cubs vs. giants game. I’ve definitely never been at Wrigley field when the cubs just blew the competition out of the water – it wasn’t even a good game. We did spot this fellow though, at the game with his friend who also had an intricate balloon head honoring the giants. I went online looking for directions on making one of these bad boys myself but couldn’t find anything. Clearly this boy is a genius of structural engineering. The ballpark was gorgeous, right on the water and a sailboat harbor. Also, the beer cost $8.25 – that’s eight dollars and twenty-five cents American for a bud. The good stuff was a buck more. I should have heeded my friend billy’s advice and brought a flask. Next time.

The low point of the week was bailing out of summer league, thus guaranteeing that this blog will have nothing to do with ultimate all summer unless tony and bjorn post about poultry days, which is already ancient history. Turns out that in addition to the $45 SF ulty league fee, I have to be a current UPA member ($30), which means paying $75 for ~6 games of ultimate. Insane. I understand they need to use the UPA’s insurance (when has anyone playing ultimate sued a league or the UPA?) but how can they charge 45 bucks on top of that? Bah. Maybe I’ll get out to a pickup game one of these weekends to make dragging my cleats across the country worthwhile.

I hope everyone has a happy fourth, and be careful with those fireworks. Don’t start any forest fires.