I'm really not a big party person. I don't think you need booze at a party to have a good time, and I most definitely don't believe you need drugs to be happy. Honestly, if the government all of a sudden decided to put prohibition into effect again, I wouldn't care. Sure, I would miss beer on occasion, but I wouldn't be one of the millions of people out on the streets protesting like someone just make smiling illegal. I don't need alcohol, and I certainly don't need drugs.
Let's see, ten years from now I'd like to be married to the love of my life with at least one child. I want to be in a career that makes me happy and also pays the bills. I want to be happy, healthy and whole. There's really not a whole lot left to say about this one, since all of my wants just involve my happiness. I just want to be happy.
Okay I'll throw in "I want to be a Blackhawks season ticket holder" for good measure as well.
I'm single. I've been single for almost six months now. This the longest I've been single in the past five years. I'm not stunningly pretty or outrageously popular with the guys or anything, but I do always manage to have long, meaningful relationships. I love being in love.
But right now, I'm enjoying my single status. I'm not paranoid about losing my boyfriend to someone else. I'm not stressing over how to keep him happy. I'm not foregoing homework to be with him. And it's nice. Honestly. For the first time in five years, I'm focusing on myself. My singledom is giving me time to reflect on my past relationships and why they failed. I've come to the conclusion that never did I really do anything wrong. Joe got bored (how am I supposed to prevent that?) Ev let me go because I moved to Chicago (stupid on his part but I do understand) and Zach...well I don't know with Zach, nor do I care anymore since we are the most incompatible couple in the world. Why I ever dated him is beyond me.
So single it is.
And I'm not complaining.
Now I know that a lot of Blackhawks fans were disappointed to see Antti Niemi go, especially when he swam his way over to the San Jose Sharks. He was our stud goalie with the quick legs, how-did-he-do-that saves and the poor grasp of English. He helped us hoist that big, beautiful Stanley Cup.
And then he was gone.
Instead of Nemo in net we were given NHL veteran goalie Marty Turco. We heaped all of our expectations, standards, and, dare I say, hopes on him, all while still bemoaning the loss of our fresh faced Finn. I'll admit, I was probably the loudest protester when it came to Turco joining the Blackhawks. I loved Niemi and was convinced that no one would be able to one-up him as the last line of defense.
Well, I've been wrong before and I was wrong again.
Marty Turco is perhaps the best player that the Blackhawks acquired over the summer. There's a distinct reason his pads are brick wall red. For all the nay sayers out there (I'm glaring at myself, if that's possible) Turco has been a saving grace for Chicago in the past few games. He's smart in goal, has lightning fast gloves and usually when he makes a "HOLY SHIT!" goal, it was because he intended to. Dumb luck isn't in his repertoire, although after last night's game, I think black magic may be. Sure, Turco sometimes gives us fans mild heart attacks when he skates out to CENTER ICE to stop break aways and he needs to close that five-hole faster, but like I said, dumb isn't part of Turco's playing style. He knows what he's doing, and I'm proud to call him a part of the Blackhawks' family.
Sorry Niemi baby, but you've been one-up'd.
1. Grachki (grach'-key): Chicagoese for "garage key" as in, "Yo, Theresa, waja do wit da grachki? How my supposta cut da grass if I don't git intada grach?"
2. Sammich: Chicagoese for sandwich. When made with sausage, it's a sassage sammich; when made with shredded beef, it's an Italian Beef sammich, a local delicacy consisting of piles of spicy meat in a perilously soggy bun.
3. Da: This article is a key part of Chicago speech, as in "Da Bears" or "Da Mare" -- the latter denoting Richard M. Daley, or Richie, as he's often called.
4. Jewels: Not family heirlooms or a tender body reg ion, but a popular name for one of the region's dominant grocer y store chains. "I'm goin' to the Jewels to pick up some sassage."
5. Field's: M arshall Field, a prominent Chicago department store (unfortunately, it's a thing of the past.) Also Carson Pirie Scott, another major department store chain, is simply called " Carson's."
6. Tree: The number between two and four. "We were lucky dat we only got tree inches of snow da udder night."
7. Over by dere: Translates to "over by there," a way of emphasizing a site presumed familiar to the listener. As in, "I got the sassage at
the Jewels down on Kedzie, over by dere."
8. Kaminski Park : The mispronounced name of the ballpark where the Chicago White Sox (da Sox) play baseball. Comiskey Park was renamed U.S. Cellular Field (da Cell).
9. Frunchroom: As in, "Get outta da frunchroom wit dose muddy shoes." It's not the "parlor." It's not the "living room." In the land of the bungalow, it's the "frunchroom," a named derived, linguists believe, from "front room."
10. Use : Not the verb, but the plural pronoun 'you!' "Where use goin'?"
11. Downtown: Anywhere near The Lake, south of The Zoo (Lincoln Park Zoo) and north of Soldier Field.
12. The Lake : Lake Michigan . (What other lake is there?) It's often
used by local weathermen, "cooler by The Lake."
14. Braht: Short for Bratwurst. "Gimme a braht wit kraut."
15. Goes: Past or present tense of the verb "say." For example, "Den
he goes, 'I like dis place'!"
16. Guys: Used when addressing two or more people, regardless of each individual's gender.
17. Pop: A soft drink. Don't say "soda" in this town. "Do ya wanna canna pop?"
18. Sliders: Nickname for hamburgers from White Castle , a popular
Midwestern burger chain. "Dose sliders I had last night gave me da
19. The Taste: The Taste of Chicago Festival, a huge extravaganza in
Grant Park featuring samples of Chicagoland cuisine which takes place each year around the Fourth of July holiday.
20. "Jeetyet?": Translates to, "Did you eat yet?"
21. Winter and Construction: Punch line to the joke, "What are the two seasons in Chicago?"
22. Cuppa Too-Tree: is Chicagoese for "a couple, two, three" which
really means "a few." For example, "Hey Mike, dere any beerz left in
da cooler over by dere?" "Yeh, a cuppa too-tree."
23. 588-2300: Everyone in Chicago knows this commercial jingle and the carpet company yo u'll get if you call that number -- Empire!
24. Junk Dror: You will usually find the 'junk drawer' in the kitchen
filled to the brim with miscellaneous, but very important, junk.
25. Southern Illinois : Anything south of I-80. This is where
Smothers' is from....
26. Expressways: The Interstates in the imm ediate Chicagoland area are usually known just by their 'name' and not their Interstate number: the Dan Ryan ("da Ryan"), the Stevenson, the Kennedy (da "Kennedy"), the Eisenhower (da "Ike"), and the Edens (just "Edens" but Da Edens" is acceptable).
27. Gym Shoes: The rest of the country may refer to them as sneakers or running shoes but Chicagoans wil l always call them gym shoes!
This is what Jeff Foxworthy has to say about Chicago...
If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you live in Chicago.
If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don't work there, you live in Chicago.
If you've worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you live in Chicago.
If you've had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you live in Chicago.
If "Vacation" means going anywhere south of I-80 for the weekend, you live in Chicago.
If you measure distance in hours, you live in Chicago.
If you have switched from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day and back again, you live in Chicago.
If you can drive 75 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging
blizzard without flinching, you live in Chicago.
If you carry jumpers in your car and your wife knows how to use them, you live in Chicago.
If you design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you live in Chicago.
If the speed limit on the highway is 55 mph -- you're going 80 and
everybody is passing you, you live in Chicago.
If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled
with snow, you live in Chicago.
If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter and;
road construction, you live in Chicago .
If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car, you live in Chicago .
If you find 10 degrees "a little chilly", you live in Chicago.
If you actually understand these jokes, and forward them to all your Chicago friends & others, you live or have lived in Chicago.
I was unaware that I was mentioned on Puck Daddy some time ago. Cool beans though! In other news, MY TOEWS JERSEY CAME!
Adam Burish responds to a fan's feedback. Quite amusing really. Thank you to SubtleLikeSeabs for finding the video.
From: Alex [last name withheld]
Sent: Saturday, October 16, 2010 3:12 PM
Subject: #16 Adam BURISH
I was recently playing a game of EA Sports NHL 11. I was down by one goal against my friend, I was on a 2 on 0 and was impeded by #16 Adam Burish, and was unable to acheive a scoring opportunity, I ask that Adam Burish publicly apologizes to me for he had cost me that game of NHL 11. Thank you for you cooperation during this crisis.
From left to right: Bolland, Buff, Eager, Sopes, and Torch with their championship rings. Congrats to them, but I still think that they look much better in red and black. Picture courtesy of Brent Sopel.
Hawks down 2-0 in the third and Boss Hoss scores not one, but TWO beautiful goals to tie up the game. Might as well give him this week's star as well. Cue overtime. Patrick Sharp continues his hot, handsome streak and scores the game winner! Commence pandemonium at the Madhouse on Madison!
Oh and I totally called this outcome too. See Twitter evidence: (09:38pm) "This is the point where we call upon the blessed sticks of Patrick Sharp & Marian Hossa. #Blackhawks" Freaky shit.
HAWKS WIN, HAWKS WIN, HAWKS WIN!
The Q-stache is up to win the American Mustache Institute's highly coveted 2010 Robert Goulet Memorial Mustached American of the Year award! Q is up against some stiff competition, including infamous ump Jim Joyce, Supersize Me's Morgan Spurlock and even UTEP's gold-digging mascot Paydirt Pete! We in Chicago know that Q's stache is number one, so vote, vote, vote for the mustache that's number one in our hearts!
Pssst. And just so y'all know, you can vote more than once, hint hint.
We saw it in preseason, and Marian Hossa has continued his impressive play in the beginnings of regular season. Obviously the Chicago fans weren't the only ones impressed with the Slovakian. The NHL named Hossa the second star for the week ending October 17th after the Blackhawks' right winger recorded his best start since 2000-01. Hossa leads all NHL scorers with nine points in six games (five goals, four assists). Boss Hoss scored two goals, including the game-winner, in the 4-3 win over Buffalo on October 11th, had an assist in the 3-2 loss to the Nashville Predators on October 13th, registered one goal and one assist in the 5-2 victory over Columbus on October 15th and then came back the next night to close his week by recording one goal in the 4-3 win over the Sabres on October 16th.
I honestly don't know of a Hawks player from last week that deserves this more than Hossa (Sharp and Turco are hot on his tail though). He's playing like a man possessed, or more accurately, a man who no longer has the niggling worm of defeat in the back of his brain. Winning the Stanley Cup sure has put a spring in Hossa's skate, as it would do with any right-minded hockey player, but Hossa especially. I'm happy to see one of my favorite Blackhawks players doing so well and hope to see Hossa light up the scoreboard again tonight when Chicago takes on the St. Louis Blues at 7:30 at the United Center. Go Hawks!
Not sure if these videos will work, but they're highlight goals of Hossa from last week that can also be found here.
October 11th vs. the Buffalo Sabres
October 15th vs. the Columbus Blue Jackets
October 16th vs. the Buffalo Sabres
And let me just sneak this one in here because I know it's probably still everyone's favorite goal by Hossa in recent memory. Doesn't get old.
May 24th playoff game vs. the Nashville Predators.
Oi. The first of my friends gets engaged and I turn into a weepy mess. I can't really explain why either.
Blackhawks fans need to stop panicking. We're four games in people. Four out of eighty-two. We lost a bunch of dynamic players to the trade, Brian Campbell is out with a sprained knee, Hammer is still serving his two-game suspension, Turco is trying to adapt to the way our D plays and we now have a lot of new guys to adjust to. Oh and to top it all off, Kaner is now sick and potentially a scratch for the Columbus game. But all isn't lost.
Cheer up guys, we've been through much darker days than this.
My good friend Corie is an absolutely brilliant photographer. She took this amazing picture of me, and you should really check out more of her photography here.
First day of the regular season is finally here and the Blackhawks sure knew how to kick it off: brilliant.
This picture just breaks my heart. I have faith Marty Turco, but I still miss Antti Niemi. He was my favorite Hawk. Hopefully other reasons to miss him won't arise in regular season.
Picture courtesy of Dave Lozo.
Apparently the Blackhawks weren't as impressed by Morin's penguin antics yesterday as I was. He's off to Rockford for some ice time with the IceHogs. We will undoubtedly be seeing him back since the kid (Yes, I can call him a kid since he's actually younger than me. Weird, I know.) obviously has talent. Everyone knew this was a possibility, what with the salary cap still glaring at us.
And I'm not too disappointed since Rockford is only 45 minutes from my hometown, and my father always wanted me to date a hockey player. Ha. We'll see Pops, we'll see. He does kind of resemble one of the Lawrence brothers and possesses some skilled skates.
My nice Chicago Sunday was ruined by the circus that we here in Chi like to call Da Bears. They lost to the New York Giants after a truly brutal football game. Cutler was sacked so many times that he effectively faked a concussion to keep himself from actually being injured in another Giant dog pile. His backup, Todd Collins, went in and was actually injured. Cue quarterback musical chairs. Third string QB Caleb Hanie goes in, undoubtedly wets his pants in the process, and sees the game to the end, the horrible, embarrassing end. Bears lose, 17-3. But hey, we're still 3-1 and we still beat the Packers last week. I'm trying to stay optimistic, which is hard with so much bad news around the sports scene in Chicago. White Sox ended their season, albeit on a 6-5 win over Cleveland, Blackhawks defenseman Brian Campbell is out for 4-5 weeks with an MCL sprain and the Bulls' top acquisition this summer, Carlos Boozer, broke his hand, putting him on the scratch list for as long as two months.
Cutler getting sacked. Again. Photo courtesy of the Chicago Tribune.
Any shining notes of hope here? Of course there is. Like I said, the White Sox ended their season on a win over the Indians this afternoon. This was also Ozzie's 600th managerial win, so congrats to him. Hopefully the standing ovation that captain Paul Konerko got before the game is not a sign of things to come, or not come in his case. Same with AJ Pierzynski. I want to see them both back next season. Paulie is an amazing first baseman, and AJ is my favorite White Sox player.
On the ice, the Blackhawks won their final preseason game against the Blues, final score 4-3. Hell that's good news in itself. Preseason is finally over! But seriously the Hawks looked...err sounded good. No live feed on TV so I was forced to listen to WGN. Jeremy Morin apparently did a pretty good impression of a penguin sliding on his belly that resulted in a Hawk goal. Seriously, just give the kid a spot already. I can't wait for regular season to start.
As for the Bulls...eh who am I kidding? I don't watch or follow them. Basketball is just not exciting to me.
Cheer up Chicago. At least it's not snowing yet.
I have no good excuses as to why except for that the light in my room was perfect, the sunset was gorgeous, and my hair was cooperating for once. After that, there was no way I was leaving my warm room to walk to Jewel.
"Her eyes, like a green sea, mask the turmoil below. Oh, if only you could know, if only you could know."
So obviously most of you have seen my website, Axela Ink, at some point or another. It started as a Facebook group, then progressed onto a blog, and now it's an actual working website. For the past few months I've been tweaking it and fixing it up, and now it's almost running at 100%. Today I finally created the long awaited "Design Work" page so that everyone can see that I'm not just a photographer. While I do love photography, design is my first love. The projects on the website are in chronological order, so you can see how my work has developed over time. Here's a few samples, but you can find all of them on the website. Like it on Facebook as well. Enjoy!
The new ad campaign for the NHL was released, a.k.a. my new commercial obsession. And what better way to kick off the season than with Toews sweating for the camera?
Gosh he is gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. Good to know he wants to enjoy the city more. Maybe I'll get lucky and bump into him some time. Fat chance, but you never know. Want to see more of Captain Seriously Sexy? Click here for the full article and here for the behind the scenes video.