bon Dimanche, mes amis

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weekly observations department:

Busy few weeks at chez Al. The SOS office sent me away – their renewal letter said I needed one document to get my license address corrected, and when I arrived, they informed me that the letter was incorrect, and I needed two! Oy. Perhaps Trump’s new DOGE will take care of this mess? I’ll believe it when I see it.

In other news, I celebrated my 29th birthday last Saturday. Nothing too big, just went out and had a nice dinner – something I try to do once a month, at least. It’s been a busy new year at work, and I haven’t had the time to decompress as I normally like to, but it’s better than the alternative, I suppose.

the unrelated thoughts department – on driving in chicago:

you’re driving up to a light and it turns yellow. you’re in that spot where it would be hard to stop but risky to keep going. you think you’ll be alright so you forge on. you get halfway through and the light clicks red. you let out a small sigh, check your rearview mirror and three more people have gone through the light behind you.

you breathe a sigh of relief, because the cops’ll get them and not you. you survive to fight another day.

coups de cœur de la semaine derniére :

performance : Munkh-Erdene.I, Sixteen Tons, on the Voice Mongolia
love me a low voice, and his take on the classic is captivating

chanson : On N’oublie Jamais Rien, On Vit Avec – Hélène Ségara
i heard this live at the salle pleyel last month, what a show

article : Enfermé 4 mois sous l’eau dans une capsule (Le Parisien)
4 months in an underwater capsule ? better him than me !

éditorial : Bronzeville Bears? (Chicago Sun-Times)
only winners should get a new stadium !

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