Archive for June, 2009

The New Colony Fundraiser at The Beat Kitchen

Saturday, June 27th, 2009

Remember how I used to play shows?  Well, I’m going to be doing that again — and what a show.  I’ll be playing with Gordon Wright and Connecticut Four at The Beat Kitchen as a fundrasier for The New Colony theater company.

The New Colony will be opening it’s last show of the season, Tupperware: An American Musical Fable in mid August and, well, it’s ‘spensive!  So come hear me play… and then come see Tupperware.

If all goes well, some of the cast members from the show will be on hand to sing some songs.  Classy.

Bad Car-ma

Thursday, June 18th, 2009

My neighbor was out of the country for a few weeks and asked me to move his cars when the streets were being cleaned to keep him from getting a ticket.


Today, for some reason, I decided to check on the cars to make sure they were okay.  They were not okay.  They were gone.  Panic.  I started calculating the cost if they were towed.  What is it, $100/day?  10 days?  2 cars?  Oy.  Well, maybe they were stolen.  Is that better?

I called 311 (useless), the impound lot (mostly useless) and my alderman’s office (very helpful!) before finally realizing I needed to e-mail my neighbor, tell him the bad news, and get the license plate numbers so I could figure out what actually happened.  My e-mail began, “I hope your trip was going well because I’m going to ruin it…”

A few minutes later I received a response.

I am sooo sorry.  We got home Sun. and I found the cars safe and sound.  I’ve been using them and completely forgot to give you a huge thank you.  I’m sorry to have put you through the last few hours of misery.  I owe you big time.

Phew.  Problem solved.

Oh wait.  Not yet.  First I need to make an awkward call to the alderman’s office and explain the situation to the nice man who was gonna “help me out of my pickle.”

There.  Now problem solved.

Have Fun Storming The Fake Castle!

Monday, June 15th, 2009

I was in Boise for business and after we had finished for the day I went running along the Boise River.  It’s a beautiful city with mountains and streams and all those other things Chicago lacks.

Then I ran by this and I liked Boise even more:


I’ve never seen live action role-playing (LARPing) in person before.  It looks… pretty… fun.

The Great Escape

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009

My dad has spent years working on a pond in his backyard.  It’s actually quite lovely.  There’s a garden train and waterfalls and all kinds of flowers.  He’s had some trouble with the fish, though.

Every year it seems like something else goes wrong.  Once the pond had a leak.  Once the heater he got to keep the water from freezing during the winter broke.  Last summer there was a big rain storm while my parents were out of town.  The pond overflowed and the fish “escaped” into the garden.

The kids who live next-door took a photo of the fish on their Sunday stroll before catching them.  If you look closely, you can see that the fish are swimming over model train tracks.


This winter, my dad decided to let the fish fend for themselves.

Dad: I’ve tried everything to keep them alive and they always die.

The pond was frozen solid for most of the winter, but somehow the fish (or perhaps their progeny?) survived.  Weird.

Coming Soon: Tupperware

Sunday, June 7th, 2009

tupperwareThe New Colony just posted a song from the final show of our 2009 season: Tupperware: An American Musical Fable.  Take a listen.

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I’m really excited to be a part of this group, even in the minor role of board member.  It’s theater companies like these that make Chicago the most exciting theater city in the world — at least in my opinion.  You should definitely come see the show, which opens July 13th.

If the mood strikes you, we’re also in the midst of our summer donation drive.  Any donation would be a big help.  Here’s more information:

Everyone benefits when a musical has musicians! The audience claps! The singers sing!

Your $25 donation will pay for the stipend of one musician for one performance of Tupperware. Your contribution is tax-deductible, and you’ll have the warm fuzzy feeling that you helped a daddy get new strings for his baby. You would also, of course, be invited to come see Tupperware and notice that $25 is not that much to support such a talented group.

How to donate:

Make a secure online donation with paypal via our website:
Send a check made payable to The New Colony to PO BOX 409256, Chicago IL 60640

Tupperware: An American Musical Fable is scheduled to open July 13th, 2009 at La Costa Theatre, 3931 N Elston Ave – Chicago IL 60618
Tickets on sale at
For more information visit or e-mail

The New Colony is a 501(c)(3) non-profit corporation. Financial contributions are tax-deductible. Nothing is given in return for a tax-deductible donation

A Robot Hallmark Moment

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009


My grandparents were very excited to get me one of those cards that plays music for my birthday.  Unfortunately, they couldn’t figure out how to record the message that plays before the music, so when I opened it all I heard was, “Press and hold button to record your message before the song.”  Sometimes technology just gets in the way.

Who’s the Idiot With the Balloon?

Monday, June 1st, 2009

Yay!  Shama’s finally back from Ireland.  I went with her dad and brother to meet her at the airport, but before I did I stopped by Party City and got the largest non-Hannah-Montana balloon they had.  


We waited outside of Exit A, as instructed by the monitors,  for over an hour… but no Shama.  We saw the Aer Lingus flight attendants in their teal crazysuits come and go… but no Shama.  We started to worry — did they lose her luggage?  Did she pick a fight with a customs agent?  Did she turn into a being of pure energy and lose interest in humanity?

Finally, we saw a grumpy girl, head down, dragging bags behind her, pass right in front of us — coming from the opposite end of the terminal. 

Shama somehow managed to pass through the doors of Exit B and had been wandering the airport for the last 20 minutes wondering why no one bothered to meet her at the airport.  

Shama: I kept thinking, “Who’s the idiot with the balloon?”

That’s me.  I’m the idiot with the balloon.  Welcome home, Shama.