Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Julie (270/365)

Julie W.: Has similarities in voice and looks with Melanie Griffith. To be sure though, Julie is softer, never rumored to have had plastic surgery and is raising her son and twin girls without a staff. Makes time for what matters most: her relationship with God.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Danny (269/365)

Danny L.: Looks more like a leprechaun than a pilot. First time I met him, he was drunk and dancing like a crazy fool. "Holy shit!!! Your the man Gary trusted with my children's lives at 25,000 feet!" Turns out he's the only one I'd trust.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Foggy (268/365)

Foggy: Just writing about Foggy here is risky, but what the hey this is my blog. Besides, I love her, she helped me craft one of my favorite pieces of writing. Laughs like The Penguin, smiles like The Joker and looks like Cat Woman. Vixen.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Mike (267/365)

Mike (6/6): Best outdoors man I know. Unafraid of bear or wolf. Took Cullen (an atheist) on a fishing trip to BWCA and brought him back God fearing. Acts like it was no big deal. Yea right. Dude you've got Gift. Now go use it Bro'.

Happy Birthday Mike! (10/27)
Tonic Water Special

Friday, October 27, 2006

Kay (266/365)

Kay: If Bob and Kay were ever to divorce, he'd be losing me too. She has knocked more sense into me than Jim Thome has knocked balls out of the park. Helped me Become. A school nurse with heart and soul. I treasure our conversations.

Happy Birthday Kay!!!! (10/26)

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Sean (265/365)

Sean: Songs have the ability to teleport me to another time/place. This morning hearing The Commodores, Brick House brought me back to the 1978 Lane Tech Junior Prom dancing with Sean in his brown tuxedo, me in my three-tiered powder blue dress. We were hot!

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Lynn (264/365)

Lynn Johnson.: Childhood friend. A faint memory now safe for the scent of coloring books and Crayolas. Then her smiling face floods back into view as I fondly remember the trick she taught me with Flair Pens and glue. I only wish she knew the impact!

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Ron (263/365)

Ron Mondel : His ice cream shop was as much a part of my childhood as my living room. Summer nights we would wait in lines that snaked out the door into the hot sticky Chicago streets. On Greg's tandem with a double dipped sugar cone: Utopia!.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Phyllis (262/365)

Phyllis: Allison's mom was divorced from her husband and doing quite $well. She treated us to Great America where she delivered her famous speech: "Girls take it from me, I've been rich and I've been poor. I much prefer rich." It quickly became Virg's mantra.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Hayden (261/365)

Hayden: My oldest. Articulate. Politics and numastics are his passions. Published author and coin guru. NPR junkie. One of his blogs is about the national debt. At fifteen he has a burning desire to educate others about his generation's greatest burden! Loves numbers and history.

Happy 15th Birthday Hayden!!!!

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Allison (260/365)

Allison: I know I'm not directly responsible for the lab crimes Allison committed, but when I learned what she had done, I felt awful knowing I had introduced her to Forensic Dave. Inspired by Dave's passion she changed Grad school plans from Alzheimer's to Forensics.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Dan (259/365)

Dan P.: Pompous for no reason. Neither handsome nor cool nor rich enough for such snobbery. Always making comments that leave him with a giant glob of toe jam in his mouth. Ironically, his dad was a clown in the circus before hitting the middle class.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Liz (258/365)

Liz in 1978 (aka Lizard): Her father owned a well-loved Greek restaurant in Evanston. When she got into trouble she found herself doing three years at the all girls Catholic H.S. in Wilmette. Met her in P.E., where we discovered Mark Knopfler's guitar playing. Our angst matching his licks.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Mike (257/365)

Mike M.: Thankfully, Paul warned me to keep my distance, cautioning not to touch this scum-bucket with a ten foot pole. I concurred, so when Mike forced his hot stale breath and wormy tongue on me, I was ready to shove that pole down his throat.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Jenny The Painting Dog (256/365)

by: Jenny Furr

Jenny Furr: Artistic, smart, cuddly, clicker trained. Needs to join Chocolates Anonymous before it kills her. Learned to paint after rolling in denim blue ink. Loves looking at horses, llamas, goats from the car window. Hunts moles/voles, eats cat shit then smothers us with her kisses.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Bob (255/365)

Bob P.: N.Y. Jew transplanted to Cash-and-Crash. A seriously hilarious man, he's a former IRS agent WITSEC'ed as the CEO of a two person janitorial firm. His love for telling side-splitting tales, numismatics and hockey are the three sides of his coin. Got quite a collection.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Laurie (254/365)

Laurie A.:
At her house to sit,
I played the big; she the little,
that we both longed for.
In games,
the ones she chose,
I learned the sweetest kindness
comes from the smallest of gestures.
She grew up to be a pediatrician. I'm proud.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Larry (253/365)

Larry A.: Oldest, yet unable to handle Ricky, his mom hired me to baby-sit Laurie and broker peace between the boys. Larry and I were classmates and so begged me not to tell anyone at school. I respected Larry way too much to say a word.

Friday, October 13, 2006

Yvonne (252/365)

Yvonne A.: Her mother lived on our street. Sometimes she'd call and ask my mom if I could ride uptown to Edgebrook to buy her some cigarettes. With a note for the clerk including her telephone number, off I'd speed on my yellow Schwinn to replenish...

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Ricky (251/365)

Ricky A.: Two years younger, constantly held the title of our Most-Annoying-Neighbor. Attracted to Greg and me like a moth to candlelight. It drove us crazy! How were we supposed to build FortZany or write the LeMai Bugle with Ricky always so vexatiously in our faces?

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Mrs. Norton (250/365)

Mrs. Norton: Her tattooed arm served as a constant reminder. She sought shelter at a Convent. The sisters gave her a habit so she could pass as a nun and Yvonne, her daughter, as a Sister's niece. It worked. A tattoo of hatred instead shouts: Survivor!

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Stephen (249/365)

Stephen S.: Twenty-six years ago I met this beautiful whistler. He gently guided me through some of the hardest days of my life. A Lutheran minister, he taught religion at my all woman's Catholic college. Favorite professor, down to earth, full of laughter. Years later married me...

Monday, October 09, 2006

Marilyn (248/365)

Marilyn: Delicately cuts gourmet cheese for a living at the flagship Teeter. Crafts for fun and pleasure. Bought a blender yesterday so she can whip-up some handmade paper. Her finished projects are full of her talent, charm and creative spirit. Brings zip to being sixty.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Liam (247/365)

Liam: He makes Pig Pen's dust look tame next to his complete disorganization. He can't walk ten feet without losing at least half his things. The other day complete humiliation rocked his nine year old world when his teacher gave him the dreaded Desk Dump.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Molly (246/365)

Molly: H.M. Queen and germ freak. Has her daughters addicted to Germ-X. Doesn't see the connection between the over use of anti-bacterial products in her home and her youngest daughter's daily need to receive Albuterol through a nebulizer. Her maid helps keep her house sterile.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Mike (245/365)

Coach Mike: Hands down the coolest guy in town. Custom builds motorcycles for a living. Coaches little league baseball with heart and soul. Isn't concerned with winning games just teaching the Fundamentals. When not riding his custom Hogs, he's cruising in his tricked-out silver '06 Mustang.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Miss Kittell (244/365)

Miss Kittell: Taught seventh grade math. Apparently she didn't drink enough milk as a child because her bones creaked and cracked; moaned and groaned whenever she walked. At least that's what she told us. Ended every class by creaking-up to the chalkboard to write our assignment.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Mr. Maurie SuperDawg (243/365)

Mr. SuperDawg: Do you realize how HOT you look in that sexy outfit, all steamy inside your bun, nestled in a bed of fries; poppy seeds falling all around your container? Makes me want to come home. And sink my teeth into. You. My yummy Superdawg.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Kathie (242/365)

Kathie K.: Neighbors for 2 1/2 years, we instantly became like family. When I moved to N.C. it felt like we were getting a divorce. "State Farm" neighbor; always swooping in to help at the exact moment I needed her most. Good Midwestern stock; miss her.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Adam (241/365)

Adam C.: One of the Populars in junior high. Ran into him at a summer party seven years later. We chuckled over our awkward selves at thirteen. Later hooked up for lunch. Scored him V.I.P. pass onto the floor of the CBOT. He was appreciatively wide-eyed.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Katie (240/365)

Katie: Her hair alone could start something. It's the most amazing shade of red. Her heart and mind are into her sports; baseball, soccer, football, basketball. Brings competition to her game. Natural born leader at school. Wish her Mom was here to see her soar.

Happy 10th Birthday Katie!