White Sox are the Champions of the World!

Last night was game four of the world series. The White Sox won. The whole city went nuts. The pictures I'm posting are a little blurry cuz I'm not so good at taking photos at night. One is of an example of the pride that Chicago has had (Look at two big buildings in case it's not obvious what I was trying to capture). The other one is of the street below my apartment window after the game. That block of division is entirely made up of bars on either side of the street. The cops set up road blocks so that the street would be a safe place to celebrate I guess. Once again, I'm not sure you can even tell what the photo is supposed to be of.... the street is full of happy Chicagoans.

Wednesday evening before the game I went to the Unisource paper show. The thing was crazy. So many paper books. I wanted to take all of them, but I don't really know what I would do with them. The French Paper Company has the coolest stuff as far as books and handouts. Check out their site at mrfrench.com (I haven't actually looked at the sight much...might be kinda boring if you're not into looking at different types of paper.

This morning was my groups third and final neigborhood visit to Austin. We broke up into small groups this time and I feel like that worked out a lot better than sticking together. I got my boots shined at a place called Shine King. The man who shined my shoes, Billy, was surprised to here that we have no such place in Sioux Center, IA.... "Y'all just walk around with dirty shoes then?". Then we went and checked out an apartment as if we were actually interested in renting. The lady was extremely hesitant. She made sure to let me know more than once that I'd be the only white guy in the neigborhood. I said I didn't mind. The rent is a lot cheaper than where I am now and the apartment is probably 3 times as big.

Tonight we went to the world premier of a play called Wheatley. It is the biography of a real person named Phylis Wheatley (I'm probably spelling the name wrong). She was the African American poet... i think. There were only four actors and at least a dozen characters, but they all kept up well. It was a really good show. I really like small theaters. I was in the front row. One of the actors couldn't get his jacket on when he was supposed to so he just threw it in my lap.

Tomorrow night I am going to volunteer to sit at the MCA booth with Young at SOFA. I don't remember exactly what that stands for...something about sculpture, functionable objects...and i dunno... anyhow I'm pretty excited for that.