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I thought I was on a 9-5 shift like I have been lately but to my delight I discovered I was only on from 9 to 2, which is bad for the bank balance but good for my world view. Also, Big Boss wasn't there, so we had a nice relaxing shift and Nice Boss and I talked about the joys of California chain food -- he's from Vallejo, so we share a lot of common touchstones like In-n-Out Burger and See's Candies. Most of us could sympathise also with his cravings for a Carl's Junior hamburger, since in the midwest Carl's Junior is known as Hardee's and there isn't one anywhere in metro Chicago.

The face of the Box Office has changed a lot since I joined. When I first came in, most of the people there were Chicago natives. The new kids are both fresh from rural Iowa, however, so I almost feel like a veteran Chicagono -- until M says something and reminds me that she's been in Chicago for ten years. :D

Anyhow, I got off at 2 and ran down to the barbershop to get a desperately-needed haircut, then got on the train and promptly fell asleep. I'm going back down for a nap as soon as I finish writing this, too. And I'm sleepy enough that I've forgotten the point of the post, though there was one at some point.

I was going to buy garlic bread for dinner but because of my low energy and recent puking I'm sort of half-assedly trying not to eat food where I can't pronounce or identify the source of the ingredients. It has nicely trimmed out the fast food places near work and forced me to cook more, without actually meaning I can't eat foods I like. I mean, butter and garlic powder on bread, toasted in a toaster oven for six minutes, gives the same general effect and seems somehow more wholesome, even if it isn't necessarily.

What is "lecithin", anyway?

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Strange Luck was a tv-show in the nineties starring DB Sweeney as a man named Chance Harper, who was cursed with unending good luck when he was the only survivor of an airplane crash as a child. As an adult he's a freelance photographer who never fails to get into trouble because of his luck, which otherwise he only uses to win enough money from scratch-off lottery tickets to pay for his meals.

I always wondered why Strange Luck got cancelled after only one season, because I thoroughly enjoyed it and it had a great spot right before The X-Files when it was at its peak. This evening I got all nostalgic and found the full single season on streaming video (I also went looking for the similarly situated VR-5, but it's more difficult to track down). Five minutes in, I realised why it was cancelled.

It's terrible.

I'm ashamed of my fifteen-year-old self for liking it.

The mid-nineties technology is pretty fun, though. Great big celphones and teeny tiny guns...