Friday, September 22, 2006

OOH! OOH! What a Machine!

So today we get our new washer & dryer from Sears! It's truly a game show feeling, except for the fact that we paid for it.

Until today, we've been using the "all in one laundry center" that came with our pad. It's about 6 years old. At first, it was awesome - no going to my mom's, no putting quarters in a machine in the basement. But we are victims of planned obsolescence. It wasn't built to last.

So we have a new, beautiful washer and dryer coming that will be stacked up in our closet nice and pretty.
Is it weird that I can't wait to do the first load of laundry? That I wonder how the clothes will smell after being washed with High Efficiency detergent? That I am jealous of Scratch because he is the one who is home today for the delivery? Oh, it's going to be a weekend of smooth action.

OK and the song. Me being who I am, I just kind of figured more people than me would know the song Laundromat Blues by the 5 Royales. That risque rhythm stuff was HUGE 10, 12 years ago. But since nobody does, here are some lyrics from the song I'll be singing all weekend:

My baby's got the best machine, the best washing machine in town (OOh, OOh what a machine!) My baby's got the best machine, the best washing machine in town (OOh, OOh what a machine!) She's got the very best equipment There's no better machine to be found

Of course, he's not singing about laundry, but come on.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Urban Mayberry

I first heard the term "Urban Mayberry" from my friend Jeff when we both lived down in Wicker about 12 years ago. At that time, if two people were walking from Big Tony's to Hito, someone would have to stop on an average of once per block to say hey or catch up with someone else walking the opposite way. I'm sure it's still like that, except now people walk from the Diesel Boutique to the Potbelly's.

I use the term now to describe the fact that my husband could meet some friend at a show and then later call me to tell me that his friend's girlfriend's best friend works at the same company I do. Or that I ran into a good friend at the bank over the weekend. It's just like Trixie Belden's life, except that I don't solve crimes or have an "irish twin" brother.

So is it a good thing? Sometimes I live in fear that my boss will have dated someone I went to grammar school with and therefore my career will be based on that person's 4th grade estimate of me - which could also kind of could blow in my favor, in which case inviting everyone in class to my birthday party really paid off.

Last night, Scratch and I walked over to the Kalbi BBQ (two word review: tasty, pricey!) and met some work friends of mine who also live within a few blocks of the Admiral Theater Entertainment Capital of the World. By the way, if this becomes someplace hip to live I don't want to say I live in "Albany Park" but instead we live in "Admiraltown" or something. ANYWAY. It got me thinking this morning about Urban Mayberry.

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