bears bears bears bears....

alright, so i'm a bad blogger... nothing terribly interesting from this direction... ever since the BMC crapped out, i've been a bit lax in the writing department. i am composing a multi-media frenzy of a posting, but until that is finalized, i can provide a few tidbits.

officially, we will be spending another year in chicagoland. we will be moving to the "up-and-coming" neighborhood of ukraine village, into a swank, spacious, brand new apartment. its exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. our one lament is the distance we are putting between ourselves and wrigley field. last summer i definitley enjoyed popping over for a random game.

of course, i must say, GO BEARS!! throughout the playoffs o-ho had our good luck charm: a pizza cutter that readily played the bears' fight song. everywhere we went, we ordered an uncut pizza and cheered the bears with every slice we ate! at the last game, well... we think the busboys got jealous. after the table was cleared, we noticed the missing pizza cutter. after 5 or 6 unsuccessful inquiries, we put our loss in the hands of the football gods and continued on our drunken merry way. i have made it a personal challenge to visit gas stations across the city in search of a duplicate for our sunday festivities.

"I will smack you like a bad bad donkey okay?"

the featured muppet of the "month" (my months lasting oh... 120 days or so...) is pepe, the king prawn. bask in his glory, okayyy?

"The prawn cracker wiiiiins"