It seems that the Winter of Dan has flowed, almost seamlessly, into the Spring of Dan. Is there a story involved? You betcha!
I was lying in bed on Tuesday morning when I looked at my phone and saw a text message from MDR saying “Call me when you wake up”. Interesting. I called him back and he informed me that he was heading downtown with his neighbor and his neighbor’s kids to go to some sort of museum. I asked if the Shedd Aquarium was an option…he said yes.
I then called the Big Spender, who I know has Tuesdays off, and informed him of my plans. He reluctantly agreed and I headed to the Big Spender’s place. I parked my car, put the key in my pocket, and we were off. On the walk to the Metra station we stopped and picked up a 6’er of Modelo Especial (a product of Mexico).
On the train ride down, I tried to rally some troops to play hooky and join us for the day. Unfortunately, the prospect of fish, mammals, and inner-city kids on field trips wasn’t enough to get anyone out of their comfy cubicles, so there were three. We met MDR at the Shedd Aquarium and he informed us of the line…3 hours. Fuck. I’m not waiting in line for 3 hours for anything…period.
The three of us wandered around for a bit and ducked into a bar. As we bellied-up we decided that if we were really going to do this, we were going to do it right. We needed a bar with a jukebox. That’s right folks…we needed Fearon’s Public House.
A short cab ride and we were there. Sitting at my favorite corner of the bar, by the Mega Touch machine. The bartender, Renee, brought us three Jim Beam cocktails and we were on our way.
I quickly pumped the jukebox with $5 and selected a veritable cornucopia of hits from the 1980s. Hall and Oates, INXS, Peter Gabriel, daytime drinking magic.
About 4 hours passed and the Big Spender informed me that he needed to head back home. Married guys…suckers. I looked around and decided it was too soon for me to leave so I handed him the key to my car and said, “Please take care of this for me.”
Things started getting fuzzy here. Apparently, MDR left the bar first and I stuck around by myself. Pretty typical. The next thing I know I’m on the phone with Byl trying to convince him to come out. No dice. I then inform him I’m coming over.
A quick stop at Foremost Liquors and Boston Market and I was on my way, in another cab, listening to the sweet sounds of Virgil “Pat” Hughes and Ron Santo. I watched the remainder of the Cubs game with Byl and Weiner and then went to sleep…on their couch. Something I feel I will be doing a lot of.
I lucked out on the morning-after traveling when Byl said he could drive me out to the Big Spender’s place. We showed up to find my car, in a parking spot, with the doors unlocked. Yes! I opened the door and looked for the key. Where was it? Just sitting on the driver’s seat. Yes!
There it is. The beginning of the Spring of Dan.
CST Adjustments
Adjusting to the central time zone has been a little difficult. Saved by the Bell is on TBS from 6-8 in the morning, as opposed to the convenient 7-9 on the west coast. I may have to start waking up earlier.
Dolby B
Before emptying all the boxes from my car, I had to make some closet space at my parents’ house. There wasn’t much left of my childhood after the last purge about 10 years ago. As I was going through the boxes of old baseball cards, MASK action figures, and Sega Genesis games I came across something very special. A cassette. A cassette from 1987. George Michael’s Faith.
Now I’m not exactly sure where it came from…I’m guessing my sister has something to do with it…but it will be a nice addition to my car. Move over Cocktail Soundtrack and ELO Rocks the Classics…Faith is here to stay.
If you’re wondering…yes…I have a cassette/CD player in my car. Very futuristic.
The Dublin Underground…Revisited
A telephone transcript courtesy of the Jew from Saturday afternoon…
DR: Alexis. Dan. Sitting with MDR. At the Dublin Underground in Iowa City. Drinking.
MDR: For no good reason.
DR: For no good reason at all we’re at the Dublin Underground in the middle of the day. Listening to Pink Floyd. How do we get a hold of Becky? Becky Brown? Becky?
MDR: Becky who runs a lot.
DR: Fucking Becky who runs a lot. Becky Brown I think.
DR: Call me, text me, somehow. Becky. I must speak to her immediately.
MDR: Fucking A (inaudible).
DR (in Sean Connery’s voice): I need to speak to Becky Brown immediately. This is Sean Connery. Signing out.
Brianna Denison: The Musical
I saw a commercial the other day for the Natalee Holloway movie on Lifetime Movie Network. Seriously people…they made a Natalee Holloway movie. Check it out on April 19th…I’ve already set the DVR.
Idea time…why don’t I try to make some money off the tragedy of others like the people at Lifetime? Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Yes…Brianna Denison: The Musical.
Details to follow.
Bill Bellamy
What happened to this man? And the man to his left?
Dr. Mike and the MILF Contest
Dr. Mike called me on Wednesday night and said, “Dan, I just stumbled into a strip club and they’re having a MILF contest.” We need details Dr. Mike. Details. Soon.
G. Michael and Co.
“Faith”
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1. How can you have a "George Michael and Co." playlist and not include "Careless Whisper," nor "Everything She Wants"? Amatuer. George Micheal was my first childhood crush, along with Gunther-Geble Williams...I had both their posters on my wall circa '88. True story.
ReplyDelete2. Faith is an amazing collection of songs. I mean, the entire album, especially the little known songs "Monkey," "Hand to Mouth," "Hard Day," "Look at Your Hands"...It might be the Born to Run of the late 80s.
3. I appreciate your return.
First song of the musical...to the tune of "Candle in the Wind":
ReplyDeleteGoodbye Brianna, we all know, you loved Coors Light.
And you were snatched from the sofa, when you were sleeping that night.
The community reacted, everyone searching for you.
They found you on black Friday, in the field by Hong Kong Diner 2.
And it seems to me, you lived your life,
Like a candle in the wind.
Always posing with a beer can, in every picture you were in.
And you couldn't buy it legally, 'cause you were just a kid.
Your candle's burned out long before, your legend ever did.
I will be an investor/stage hand in the Brianna Denison musical if and only if we can get the real Brianna Denison to play herself. They made a Weekend at Bernies 2, so why couldn't we make this happen.
ReplyDeleteDR,
ReplyDeleteExcited you are back in Schaumpton and just a stone's throw from yours truly.
Next time you grab a 6'er of Modelo and go to hangout with inner city kids, give a Jew a call.
--The Jew