I feel like my life is on fast-forward. I'm barely keeping up with most of it.
I'm not a big fan of holidays--this one brings a freaked-out dog for
several days due to illegal, Indiana-bought fireworks blasting off from
all directions, every 15 minutes or so. 
It's coolish and the windows are open and I can't say I really dig all the noise, either. 
I mean it's cool on the actual holiday and maybe even the day after to
finish 'em off but fireworks were going off last night. Are we
celebrating Canada Day now? (It's weird enough that we both choose the same weekend this year to have our national holidays.) Somebody is stealing someone else's thunder. 
Every summer in the city we have a two week-long food-fest called Taste of Chicago--there's
lots of live music and other stuff but it's mostly about consuming vast
quantities. It's always very crowded and almost always very hot. And
expensive. So most years my spouse and I take a pass on it, opting to
spend too much money closer to home. But this year, feeling kinda
bummed about not being able to any live shows whilst in the right
state/country, I preused the Friday (entertainment) section of the
Tribune saw that John Hiatt, who IMO put on the best live show I've
ever seen (well equal to, anyway) is playing for free just across the
street from the new Millennium Park--where we were trying to figure out
when to go next as we dig it so much--with this nutty summer pretty
well mapped out already. All this and the display of the fireworks off
of Navy Pier over Lake Michigan. If we plan well enough--which I'm
trying to do right now--but I'm having connectivity issues with
the...connection (not sure if it's modem or router). 
.
The day shouldn't be awful. Unfortunately a couple million other people
are thinking the same thing--so it'll be a challenge to see how best to
pull this off.
I have redoubled my efforts in the book-selling biz as the baby biz as great as it was, became fubar
overnight due to a person I'll not make comment on other than to note
that her greed brought her down. It was all fun money for me as I was
always above-board and honest so never had anything to worry about.
While I was at it I did let my book business just kind of float, though
(I collected but didn't really post many and pulled many,
"housecleaning"). For the past 6 months whilst selling all things
baby--paying about half for Hawaii, and most all for the California
meet-up trip (and Ontario, but in my mind since we own a place there I
don't count it--the exchange is in our favour so no complaints about
the cost of petrol--though I'm sure it'll seem steep on the 1500 mile
round-trip).
Soooo, for the past three nights I've been writing copy for and posting books. 
But I have a ton that may be collectible and I have to "chase down"
info on them (they are not catagorized in a modern way using the
traditional ISBN number that came to be in the US in 1974).
Otherwise, I'll try to snap a few pics and throw them up on
eBay--maybe--I'm kinda burned out on eBay and deeply curious what
Google has up it's sleeve to counter-it in the near future.
Chris got contact lenses yesterday, came home wore them, did well.
Couldn't get them in today. Confusion reigned when I offered help (I
wasn't pushy--honest) and we lost one. So now we wait until Tuesday and
off to the optometrist to get a spare lens. Since they are disposable
(and delicate) and it's the long holiday I can't believe they didn't
give him two of each...just in case. Even in this is a higher-end eye
place though (it's the only place that will take our eye care semi
sorta coverage from Motorola) the behind the counter people are
starting to look and behave as if any moment they'll ask if we want
fries with our order. 
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~Alan Ball
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