Eats, Rhymes & Life

Kanye may have Hova but to me Lupe Fiasco truly epitomizes the Windy City

While flying back from SF last week, I was seated infront of 3 college aged women who decided to run their mouths the entire flight. Normally, I am not one to ease drop but it was impossible to avoid with the sheer volume they were speaking (plus my phone was dead so music was a no-go). 

What struck me about their conversation was not so much what they were saying but their bravado and empathy towards what the other passengers around them might think of their opinions’. As they swore loudly, I caught myself thinking “Jesus, their are children on this plane,” but I could not help but smile and think…ah the bliss of being young and dumb. I am not going to go over the top here and talk about how long ago those days were for me. Honestly, it is the not so distant past and I say plenty of thoughtless things. Still, there is something to be said for those times in your life when you can act like a total a-hole and truly not care who notices.

So I have been desperately meaning to write a whole bunch of posts but it has not happened so I at least wanted to get them down somewhere.

-My entire life I been a churchgoer. I have scaled back from going every Sunday as I did as a kid. Recently, I heard an NPR story about people who do not believe in God and how they described it as somewhat of a frightening feeling knowing you are in it alone. Recently, I made the decision that I did not want to believe in God anymore and it’s interesting I finally fully grasp the NPR story. It is an incredibly empowering yet frightening feeling when one feels as though they are in it alone. It is up to you and only you (melodramatic, I know).

-Since I do not want to go out on a total low serious topic, why does REI always have size 48 waisted hiking pants on sale. I do not mean to sound callous but seriously….

Is there a term for someone who believes in God but doesn’t want to?

Need to get my mojo back

I have lived in the same place for the past 6.5 years, crazy it absolutely blows my mind considering prior to that I had moved nearly every year. I know everyone says life moves fast and things change but these notions have never become so clear since recently realizing my living environment has dramatically transformed over the past 6 years.

I moved into my condo at 25 as a renter from the original owner. My then girlfriend, now wife were clearly the 2 youngest tenants in the building. People seemed to look at us as the youth of the building. The ones who were going out while the other residents were going to bed. Hosting impromptu get togethers for Super Tuesday or some other off the beaten path events and just taking in absolutely everything we could. I was blissfully naive that things would stay this way forever.

A few weeks ago, I had to run my dog out at like 1030 before I was going to bed. Decked out in sweats, a t-shirt and flip flops (mind you it is 20 degrees out), I get into the lobby with my dog and see a group of 20 somethings all decked out just getting their evening underway. They laugh at my attire as clearly I am in for the night and give a confused look like how could anyone’s day be done so early. As, I climb the stairs to my place I cannot help but smile, oh how things have changed over the past 6.5 years.

For the most part I tend to steer clear of mainstream pop music. Not that I consider myself a music snob, I just tend to like a bit more depth. That is a conversation for another day though.

Stating what I have above, much to my pleasant surprise I cannot get enough of Macklemore’s album The Heist. So refreshing to hear a rapper not utilize the same old predictable ciphers and lyrics. Macklemore challenges listeners to think while bobbing their heads, which is legit. And honestly how can you not love someone who told the President of Interscope records to f themselves.