Excuse me, is that a beker in your pants, or are you just glad to see me?

Never a dull moment. Friday I spent the early evening hours perusing the stacks of knowledge at Powell's on 57th. I found a gem - Nelson Algren's collection of short stories - "Neon Wilderness" for $5. The cute 20-year old goth-like chickie working the register had a rack to die for. She kinda reminded me of a goth-like Tina Fey, with bigger boobs and a stud piercing beneath her lower lip - just beggin to get creamed. Whoa!

Had a huge pasta dinner and went to Jimmy's (as promised yesterday, below) around 9. We drove up from 59th and the Midway, and parked on Woodlawn, just south of 55th. Where we parked, there was a sign there that looked like maybe we had parked in some sort of restricted zone. Turns out, it was a historical placard, commerating the residence of Enrico Fermi - the father of modern physics, Nobel lauerate, and Sox fan - who lived at 5538 S. Woodlawn during the late 1930s - when he was working on the Manhattan Project, which led to the first controlled nuclear reaction (under the bleachers at Stagg Field), Hiroshima, the Cold War, blah blah blah, you know the rest of the story... Only in Hyde Park, only at the U of C. So Jimmy's is the kinda place where"everybody knows yer name" so to speak. Its a classic, all-time great bar. When we walked in at 9 on a friday, every stool at the bar was filled with tradesman. The half dozen or so tables had a mix of students... We sat near the bathrooms and drank, to my dismay, and at my cousin's choice (he was paying) -- Bass Ale. In a setting like that, I would've preferred a good Old Style or a Budweiser, but when you're not paying... The other two rooms were about half filled. No new news to report. If I had more time, I would've used some million-dollar lines on the poor female Maroons, like "Wanna go back to my room and see my proton ecelerator?" Or "Let's make like Fermi's atoms and split outta here" or "How many Nobel laurates does it take to screw in a light bulb?" You get the idea... So, like I said, no action, but I'll be making a return visit in the near future...

Isn't this a blog about baseball? The Sox are so awful, I've kinda forgotten at this point...

I have made unconfirmed plans to attend spring training next March in Tuscon. Can anyone recommend some fine UA escorts to give me a GF experience in the comfort of my hotel room? This is one time when the Internet is no help. I wonder if Fermi had similiar problems...