Chicago: Where have all the serial killers gone?

Haha. This is actually the part that sounds appealing to me.

The doc didn't cuddle with me, but did say he'd like to take video of my hips/legs/knees in action to send to another doc friend of his. Apparently, I am an exotic freak from the waste down. Um, no thanks.

I went to a chiro once and I think it was $25 a pop twice a week for a month and then once a week for a while after. Something like that. But I didn't care because I was in terrible, terrible pain and he made me feel better for realz, yo.

My guy:
1. X-rayed my hurt parts.
2. Hooked me up to some electric shock machine for about ten mintues each visit.
3. Pulled on my head and legs, which was surprisingly helpful.
4. Used a little popper thing* to try and get that one fucked up piece of my spine back where it belonged.
5. Made "adjustments" (aka cracked by back) at this one weird spot that I can never get on my own.
6. Tried unsuccessfully to get me to go on MASTER CLEANSER.**

*http://www.komkare.com/images/jtech_cat2.jpg
** This was at the height of my gym-going, about six times a week for an hour each time and seriously, was I not supposed to eat for ten days? He was kind of a whack job, but he fixed my back so I will always love him.

I bet Nashville will be lovely and warm.

chiros are really weird, but good ones really do seem to make a difference. all that joint popping and strategic cracking and prodding and such can be magic. it's finding a good chiro that's a challenge, because most of them are crap

Apparently, I am an exotic freak from the waste down.

aren't we all. i had to relearn how to shift my weight when i walked so i wouldn't fuck up my hips and knees anymore, but it worked.

Crap. It looks like it's gonna be back in the mid eighties this weekend, so it'll be warm, most likely.

he also made me feel his butt once. in the context of "feel how the glutes are engaged when i'm walking, and the nature of the movement, etc", but i was all NOT REALLY WANTING TO FEEL HIS BUTT so i missed the point. he still fixed my knees and hips.

What this means is that I'm going to have to bring a jacket, just in case, but I'll end up hauling the darned thing around with me for 1x sweltering week.

That popper thing a few posts back is the scariest thing I've seen this week, with the exception of Peter Sarstedt's moustache.

When I do wear tights, it's generally over my head for unidentification purposes. Oh, and I'll see if I can place something in one of my pockets for you to find, otto.

is that a roll of dimes in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

I totally found $10 when I dragged my jacket out of the closet over the weekend.

(Prince in wanting to go down on U shockah!)

I'll stick to double hyphens, even though they're a typographical embarrassment.

I don't mind the double hyphen, as long as there's a space on either side -- you know, like that. I get really bothered when I see one of those spaces missing-- like that, or --good God --like that. (This happens all the time on Pitchfork.) Closed up--for instance, like this--is a little better consistency-wise, but I don't think it's very attractive.

Grilled cheese and hot cocoa sounds amazing right now.

http://www.zcom.com/cover/1967.jpg

I want a grilled cheese for lunch now.

http://www.vinyltap.co.uk/gallery/af/aflocmlia4975160425506910.jpg

Jordan: chintzy. :D After chintz, the fabric Laura Ashley made famous-- I mean, nauseating.

Kr won a $50 gift certificate to the Redhead Piano Bar downtown. I'm pretty stoked -- has anyone been there? (The only person who I can imagine having gone would be Eazy.) I want to get dressed up and drink cocktails.

xp - I have been to the Redhead Piano Bar. It's loud, but kind of fun.