Saturday, 25 September 2004: Katie and I did something rather different today. We went on a Ghost Tour with my parents and my brother. The tour was run by Richard Crowe (whom I saw speak at NIU once while I was an undergrad). He took us on a bus tour to several sites in Chicago that are reportedly haunted such as the empty lot where the garage once stood that served as the site for the St.Valentine's Day Massacre. We also saw the Biograph Theater and the alley where John Dillinger was shot and then died, respectively.
In case you are wondering, no, we did not actually see any ghosts... unfortunately. But we did see areas of Chicago that we had never visited before and they were very damn cool. Would I recommend this tour to anyone else? Yeah, but with some reservations. I think that this is good for people that have a strong fixation on ghosts or know Chicago pretty well already so that maybe they will see something new in their town. It's fun for select groups. I'll leave it at that.
Thursday, 23 September 2004: I went to the doctor's office this morning to have my back looked at. He said nothing is out of place. Judging by the location of my pain and the fact that none of my extremities felt any pain or numbness, he thinks that a muscle or some such just slipped out and over into a bad place and slipped right back into place. This would cause severe aggravation of my muscles and tendons and that's what is making me to want to cry in public like a little kid who just had his candy stolen by a big kid.
Now I'm on three different drugs and sitting at home. Heck, my doctor even gave me a written excuse to not go into work until at least Sunday. How long's it been since I got a doctor's note to get out of something? Very cool. I might just keep it for kicks. Could come in handy down the line. Heh heh.
Wednesday, 22 September 2004: Expect me to be ranting about this one for a while. I threw out my back at the gym tonight. I was using the back extension machine (start from a seated position and push back against resistance, yadda yadda) when, on my second set, I felt a pop. Not a good pop, either. Well, then again, how often is any "pop" sound good? Okay, champagne corks maybe. Well, I finished that set and went to do my third and final set and realized I couldn't move my back at all.
So I decided to call it quits with lifting and walked for 15 minutes on a treadmill, went to the locker room, and took a shower. Then I discovered pain. Just try tying your shoes after throwing out your back. Talk about making a case from slippers.
Tuesday, 21 September 2004: Yes, I've held strong. No Star Wars trilogy for me. Some thought I couldn't do it, but I have. And the more I look at it, the less I really want it. Weird, huh? Especially considering what a Star Wars freak I am. I just really hate the changes that much.
I got in a discussion with a salesman at Best Buy about it today (I went there to check out a couple of CDs - I wound up buying nothing). He brought up some valid points and I'd like to think that I did as well regarding my decision not to buy it. It was a really good discussion overall. Although I truly doubt I changed his mind. Not that I was aiming to, but if it happened, so be it.
Monday, 20 September 2004: If any of you want to see what it is I've been working on for a while here at AU, check out our new homepage. No, I haven't done any of the redesign beyond that point. Just the homepage. Hey, I am but one man. Gimme a break.