Neanderpundit

I saw a young boy tossing stranded starfish back to the sea. I said, “Tell me why you waste your time? it doesn’t matter”

And he said, “It matters to this one.”

And then I kicked his sawed off little ass and told him “being stranded on the shore is Natures way of killing off the starfish that are too stupid to stay out of the shallows at low tide. You’re fucking with the natural order of things”

with Jim of Smoke on the Water and his lovely lady, one of those women who has an accent that ordinarily makes me want to just take out my wallet and hand it over. I had met them both before at Kim DuToit’s blogmeet/shoot, but we were all notoriously damp at the time. it was nice to spend a quiet evening together before they had to go off to do their business.

I took them to Klas, which thankfully is still open, and they didn’t actually die nor show signs of illness, so I guess it was OK. Jim footed the bill, so I figured the least I could do is drive them through the “Real” Chicago- the junkyards, the hood, the real shitholes that truly embody the windy city. We did drive around downtown and went through the Mile so they could see what they might want to think about doing in the ayem.

I would imagine they’re swearing out the restraining order right about now.