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Jul. 1st, 2011 11:51 amLiterally as I was writing this post a lovely comment showed up from the curator of the Art Institute Museum's "Altered and Adorned" exhibit, which I posted the placard from yesterday. You can find the comment here, including an offer of a tour if any Chicago locals act quickly, and a blog post about the exhibit here, including THE DISCOVERY OF ADAM'S MISSING LUNGS. I loled. I mean I'm thrilled, but it's still pretty funny.
I also spent some time this morning applying for a job at the museum, and I'm not sure how to vocalise the awesomeness of that properly. I'll keep everyone posted.
If I'm lucky, I get to leave work at two today, which would be nice. I'm going to buy groceries and trousers, run down to the library for a book (a specific book, I'm not just randomly in need of books), catch the blue line up to the new Chrome store out in Wicker Park, and have dinner at Lillie's Q, which I'm told is the best barbecue in Chicago.
The best barbecue in Chicago is a hotly debated topic considering nobody in Chicago actually cares about barbecue.
Anyway, all that frees up tomorrow for me to go see if St. John Cantius actually wants to share any of the art it keeps boasting about; given how proud they are of their collection, they sure are cagey on the website about where it is and how one goes about coming to see it.
And then there shall be an orgy of cleaning. My place is actually pretty tidy but badly in need of some Roomba love, and the bathroom still has some strange artifacts left over from the retiling.
I keep thinking maybe I'm having some kind of manic phase, but it's probably just my Vitamin D levels evening out now that I'm taking a jillion units of it a day.
I also spent some time this morning applying for a job at the museum, and I'm not sure how to vocalise the awesomeness of that properly. I'll keep everyone posted.
If I'm lucky, I get to leave work at two today, which would be nice. I'm going to buy groceries and trousers, run down to the library for a book (a specific book, I'm not just randomly in need of books), catch the blue line up to the new Chrome store out in Wicker Park, and have dinner at Lillie's Q, which I'm told is the best barbecue in Chicago.
The best barbecue in Chicago is a hotly debated topic considering nobody in Chicago actually cares about barbecue.
Anyway, all that frees up tomorrow for me to go see if St. John Cantius actually wants to share any of the art it keeps boasting about; given how proud they are of their collection, they sure are cagey on the website about where it is and how one goes about coming to see it.
And then there shall be an orgy of cleaning. My place is actually pretty tidy but badly in need of some Roomba love, and the bathroom still has some strange artifacts left over from the retiling.
I keep thinking maybe I'm having some kind of manic phase, but it's probably just my Vitamin D levels evening out now that I'm taking a jillion units of it a day.