Look at this bozo

Wind is what I hate.

I don’t mind it when it rains. It’s kind of nice walking in the rain when it’s not whipping in your face.

I don’t mind it when it snows. It’s kind of nice when it just snows straight down in a muffled silence, only the crunch of snow beneath your feet.

But no, stupid wind has to come rushing in violating me to my bones. I hate you wind. You are the worst.

Wait no. There’s summer. A cool breeze is kind of nice in the summer. OK, wind, you can have summers. BUT THAT’S IT. You are not welcomed when there is any precipitation. Deal? Deal.

In other news, I’ve listened to your mixes guys. Phil, your addition of “Hip Hop Hooray” was fantastic.  Joe, I…I can’t listen to that lonely island song anymore without feeling super weird. So thanks for that. Frank, there’s no easy way to say this. Your mix was windy.

Love,

Tim

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Yorky’s 
Elmhurst, IL

I go here at least once every two weeks for lunch.

They have a pretty expansive menu, but to be honest I’ve only ever ordered the 2 piece 1/4 greek chicken with greek potatoes instead of the rice. It is delicious. If you disagree, I will fight you.

A significant part of my review is biased towards the quantity. I tend to be more willing to cede quality to quantity when comparing to the price. If I were a smarter person, I would have an actual formula. Roughly my brain works with 2 parts quantity, 1 part quality, weighed over the price.

Yorky’s 1/4 greek chicken meal is delicious enough AND with large enough portions AND at a low enough price that I practically J in my P plugging those factors into my mental calculations.

To give you an idea of the portions, think of a baby on a platter. Now take away the baby you sick bastard, we aren’t eating the baby. But that platter is about the size of what they serve your food on.

This place is exactly what a local food joint should be like. It’s not necessarily worth going out of your way to try, but if you are in the area, work, or live nearby, you will be rewarded with large portions of delicious food for a cheap price.

TL;DR
Money little, Food much. Don’t like? Fist.

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Zenwich
Elmhurst, IL

Typically when it comes to fusion you get two sub par cultural offerings combining to make something that hopes to be more than the sum of its parts.

Zenwich does it right though. All the Asian dishes that are in the sandwiches would stand on their own without the fusion. The curry beef/chicken, bulgogi, crab cakes, satay, and katsu are all legit delicious.

The bread they use is Ciabatta, which does its job very well in maintaining the structural integrity of the sandwich. This is a very important and often overlooked aspect of a good sandwich. If you order the curry sandwich, you will be impressed by how well the bread holds up to a dish that is saucy by nature (not cause I hate ‘cha!). The bread also has enough give so that if you were to bite into it, it won’t squeeze all the ingredients out the back. Also very important. I hate it when I bite into a delicious sandwich/burger only to have my meats and cheeses blow a raspberry out the backside.

Through the successful combination of stand alone quality ingredients, and sandwich ergonomics, Zenwich has indeed created an offering that is greater than the sum of its parts. Just remember to order ahead of time, or be prepared to wait a bit. The sandwiches are all made fresh to order so it takes a bit (approx 10min) to cook it all. This is the only knock I can think of against this delightful restaurant.

TL;DR Zenwich = Gotenks.

When I first met him, it was freshman year of college and people were just getting to know each other.  We went out to eat in a big group; I think there were ten of us eating together at a Chinese restaurant.  Someone made a crack that another person must have been starving because his plate didn’t even have a single grain of rice left.  The “starving” guy responded that his mom used to always tell him that if he ate everything on his plate, including every grain of rice, then his future wife would be beautiful.  A hush fell across our table and all the guys got suddenly very focused on their food.  Well, everyone except Joe.  Eventually, someone noticed and warned him, “Joe, you better eat all your rice if you want your future wife to be beautiful.”  Joe responded, “I don’t care if my wife is beautiful on the outside, as long as she is Godly, she will be beautiful to me and beautiful inside.”  A crescendo of oh’s was heard throughout the restaurant; I think three girls fainted.

And I thought: wow, this guy is full of crap.

There was no way this 18 year old, with his floppy mop hair, highlighted blond bangs, 3-day old baggy t-shirt, jeans with the frayed bottom and holes, and perpetual skateboard was that mature.

In fact, when I first met Joe, I had always thought he was super reckless—never really thinking much about consequences.  For example, in college, none of us ever had a lot of money but Joe would always give money or buy food for the homeless who asked him for help.  I thought, that’s great dude, but what are you going to eat?  Or what’s worse was his habit of lending the little money he had to other people even though he would end up in a worse position than they were in.  I used to worry that the guy just didn’t know how to manage his money; he really shouldn’t be giving it away when he didn’t know where it was coming in.  I also thought he was reckless because he spent so little time on schoolwork.  Out of any given week, I would see him crack a book maybe two days.  One year, he missed the first week of classes because he wasn’t sure when school started.

I used to also think that he was just the luckiest person.  Despite never worrying about a thing and being reckless, things just kind of worked out for him.  He always had just enough money to get by and got through school just fine, even getting into grad school.

But then I realized it had nothing to do with luck.  I remember trying to convince him not to be so careless about his money and I asked him why he would give it away when he needed it too.  Joe said to me, “The money is not mine, the money is God’s and it doesn’t belong to me anyway.  Besides, God will provide.”  I realized that things turning out for Joe really never had to do with luck, or being reckless.  He chose to put his faith in God, rely on Him, and not let worldly worries stop him.  Why did he only study two days a week? In the other five, he was leading small group, leading worship at AAIV as a praise band leader, serving as a youth group pastor-spending every Friday and Saturday with his kids and all day Sunday-at his home church.  In the end, he got through college fine and went on to graduate seminary.  And all the time he missed from school? He was out on church retreats or missions. In fact, it was at one of those missions that he started getting to know Grace by serving with her.

Looking at Joe, he again looks like the luckiest guy in the world.  He is able to finally start the only career that I have ever heard him say he wanted to have and he has a wife who is not only beautiful inside and out but is truly a woman of God.  But, it has nothing to do with luck; it’s because Joe has always lived his life basing it on the Word of Christ, letting Him be his goal, and relying on Him to provide.

Joe and Grace will always be an inspiration to me.  And yes, I would punch people for them too.

I propose a digital toast to the future Joe and Grace have ahead of them as they walk side by side in their journey with God and a toast to the bright future we can all expect as we anticipate Joe and Grace doing His good works.

He came in dressed in older pants which were a little dirty, an older shirt that was unbuttoned at the bottom, and a tie that was dirty. Strange mannerisms.

He was acting out a dialogue between him and his manager and he was doing it pretending that his hands were puppets and one “hand puppet” was his manager and the other “hand puppet” was himself.

I think he even dozed off during our interview. He had a blank stare on his face and his eyes were like little slits. I was asking him a question and he perked up right away to catch himself from falling asleep. He had other weird actions too, just the way he presented himself.

He scared me a little.

Don’t interview like him, and you’ll be one step closer to winning.

Bonus little tidbit with this 2nd video, guess whose voice that is? Jackie frickin Chan. A little bit of bonus joy that I find in that video.

And here’s something for  you koreans out there to enjoy:

From Wired:

The Pic Band is like a safety rope for the pick. It comprises a wrist strap and a slightly stiff, flexible band which runs from the wrist to the fingers. Here, it clips onto a proprietary pick, shaped with cut-outs to fit the rest of the device. If you drop the pick, it just dangles within reach.

The starter kit is cheap, with the straps coming in at $13 for both, with a selection of pics included (in various thicknesses). The pics themselves, however, cost $7 for a pack of 6, or $1.17 each

A solution to a problem most guitar players have. Seriously, I put my picks down for a second, turn away, and next thing I know they are gone forever. Gone away to the land of Tupac and the other sock. And styled as an accessory, it can be a cool solution to a common problem.

Although…I can’t help but think how douchey this comes across. The only way for this to maximize its practicality is for it to be worn all the time, which screams, “HEY LOOK AT ME, I TOTALLY PLAY GUITAR, POSSIBLY IN A BAND, AND AT ANY MOMENT A JAM SESSION CAN TOTALLY BREAK OUT SO I GOTTA STAY READY”

It definitely would be an excellent accessory to the dude who walks around campus with a guitar on his back.

*edit* above video was ESPN 30 for 30 on the Fab Five but has since been removed

I remember the Fab Five vividly. A good number of my cousins were cycling through UMich at the time and I would always hear about them. As a result, I had a ton of Michigan gear also as a kid. I didn’t realize at that age what a phenomenon they were. I also didn’t realize how short their time together was. Just two years? With how big they were it felt like they were huge forever.  Admittedly, I was a kid, and when you’re an 8 year old kid, two years is a quarter of your life.

There is a significant amount of controversy with one of Jalen Rose’s statements in the Fab Five documentary, calling Duke recruits “Uncle Toms.” Certainly, if you are from Duke, or were ever one of the black recruits, it is worth defending yourself over; as Grant Hill did. Rose has since apologized for his statement in the film. I don’t think though, that he should be given that hard of a time for what he said. He was describing the animosity and bitterness he felt as an 18-19 year old. I think we can forgive him for being honest and expressing how he genuinely felt at that age (assuming he no longer feels that way).

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