you know you miss me

shortly after I de-planed back at DTW on Wednesday night I heard a woman speaking loudly and approaching me from behind. once she was next to me, she turned to look at me and continued speaking. here's how it went:

woman: tottola...tottola, tottola! (or something to that effect)
me: [hangs up cell phone, walks on moving sidewalk toward tram station]
w: [to me] you know, this used to be the armpit of America...
m: [quizzical, dazed, post-plane look]
w: now it's the asshole.
m: [uh...]
w: used to be the armpit, now it's the asshole. it's because of the ____s...
m: [slows down to try to avoid this unprovoked awkwardness]
w: [continues walking and receives a phone call, weaves in and out of others walking in straight lines between moving sidewalk and escalator, stops abruptly, swaying]

she was obviously inebriated, most likely due to an opportunity to enjoy alcohol as a result of a delayed flight. wow.

why do people think it is a good idea to get drunk while waiting for a flight?

feliz año nuevo!
sinceramente,
yo

happy googledays

note the border between the search results and sponsored links: chanukah, christmas, kwanzaa.

also, my dog is still cute.

regards,
DJ Mr. DG

this american blog

on saturday Emily and I saw Ira Glass live at the Michigan Theater, a truly amazing experience. [if you ever get the chance to see him live, take it. you shan't be disappointed.] consequently, I've been listening to an average of two This American Lifes a day since Friday. for those of you unfamiliar with the program, it is a weekly one-hour NPR show that's been around for just over 10 years. here is a description:

"Each week we choose a theme and put together different kinds of stories on that theme."

but it's better than that.

you can listen to almost all of the episodes online in realplayer format by clicking the archive links on the left side of the TAL page.

I've been going through the staff's favorite shows and enjoying every one.

one episode broke the mold and offered 20 acts in 60 minutes, an idea borrowed from a Chicago theater company called the Neo-Futurists. the last story was done by the Neo-Futurists themselves, where a duo read this. I would love to perform that sometime.

other favorites of mine include:
Notes on Camp
24 Hours at the Golden Apple
and
The House by Loon Lake

enjoy yourselves.

peace out,
yo