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28 September 2006

This is:
A. A man dressed as a cow
B. A cow dressed as a man
C. Typical daily wackery found in the Loop
D. A cow and/or man bravely facing lactate intolerance issues

Comments welcome.

26 September 2006

Team Power Love regrets the tragic lateness of this post. We are simply unable to come to grips with The Takeover of a Chicago tradition. Frankly, we are still waiting for someone to tell us the demolition of Chicago Stadium was just a joke.












Anyway, so long and thanks for all the fish.

20 September 2006

The Stunning Conclusion of "They Shoot Messengers, Too" Is Now Posted on Cracked Black Pepper. Check It Out!

18 September 2006

"THEY SHOOT MESSENGERS, TOO"
PART THREE
JUST POSTED ON CRACKED BLACK PEPPER!

17 September 2006

Recently, Team Power Love attended the Snow Patrol concert. We left our camera at home, however, because sometimes Team Power Love just needs to live in the moment. Plus, it's rather difficult to jump up and down for an hour and a half while yelling, "OHMYGODILOVETHISSONG!!" while taking pictures.


Official Team Power Love review: Awesome with a capital A-W-E-S-O-M-E. Awesome of the blow-your-mind variety. Awesome of the righteous rock and/or roll variety. Quit your job right now and go see these guys wherever they are playing. Team Power Love endorses Snow Patrol.

16 September 2006

FRESH FICTION
"THEY SHOOT MESSENGERS, TOO"
PART TWO

15 September 2006

Recently, Team Power Love attended a few social events to make sure that Chicagoans are relaxing and enjoying themselves.

First, we attended the Party in the Park! at Milennium Park, home of the shiny bean and acres of foliage.



Team Power Love does not like to see this. Clearly, civil rights are being abused. Lawyers have been contacted.







Divebar rocks so hard they ripped the ozone layer off the world. Kudos to Dan for perfect execution of The Drumstick Toss. Top job, friend!





Next, Team Power Love attended the Featherproof Books book release party for some good books read by good authors. Kimberlee "I'm-not-a-writer-though-I-write-like-a-god" Soo read a beautiful piece that made Team Power Love want to cry. We didn't though. Instead we had another drink.




Before the reading, the author is calm and photogenic with hubby David.





Team Power Love regrets to inform its readership that the intended "After" picture of the author is not forthcoming. As it so happens, Team Power Love was waylaid by a person named Vodka Tonic. Operating digital equipment was not an option.

13 September 2006

FRESH FICTION
"THEY SHOOT MESSENGERS, TOO"
PART ONE
NEW SHORT STORY

11 September 2006

Race Report: Team Time Trial
Utica, IL
by Team Power Love

This is how to race a team time trial:

First, you should train for this. Spending the three weeks before a team time trial doing sedentary activities such as writing, talking, watching movies, and having the occassional drink, does not prepare one for 60km at threshold. And I mean Pascale's threshold, not your threshold.
Second, make sure the rest of your team is a group of people that you are crazy about and that they have been training for the aforementioned three weeks.

Third, shut up and hang on.

Fourth, maybe you might want to have a time trial bike, though this is optional, as evidenced by Kristen Meshberg's ass-hauling ride sans even aero bars. Wow.

We were hauling ass pretty much the whole first part of the race even though it was into the wind and then Pascale said, "We should really push it on the way back, if we can," and that is when this reporter realized that this reporter was not so much in the shape that one should be in for such an endeavor.

However, we are nothing if not communicative, this group, so eventually we turned into the Great Two-Person Time Trialing Team of Petro and Meshberg and Ginger and this reporter filed our nails in the back. It is very important to have well-manicured hands when doing a time trial in Really Crappy Weather in Small Town, USA.

Besides suffering the Attack of the Lactic Acid, there were other obstacles to contend with. Namely, two crashes. The first, where an EMT was standing in the middle of the road waving his arms, which meant, "Hey, if you're an airplane, land here!" Or else it meant, "Um, upcoming riders, slow the hell down." We slowed. How do you be respectful to someone who has gone down and still keep racing? This reporter does not know.

The second crash, a group of Apaches, and this reporter sends best wishes of good vibes and speedy recovery to Mary Roe and Barb Hansen. Frightening to see your friends standing at the side of the road with an ambulance.

This reporter would also like to say at this point: up yours, Team Mack. Trying to pass us on the left while we were passing the ambulance is just ridiculously unsafe and shitty. Yelling at us to get out of your way while passing us on the left while we were passing the ambulance is just self absorption to the nth degree. Just in case you don't know--you're a bunch of old men racing in a time trial in Nowheresville, IL. You're really not as important as you think you are. But most people already know that you'll never get that.

We got to the end, when Pascale and Kristen actually started turning it on, and this left this reporter breathlessly scared because, OMYGOD, these two can haul it. Haul. It. Then this reporter was like, "Oh shit, do we have to sprint now?" And they were like, "No use it up now!" And this reporter was like, "It has already been used up!" And off in the distance, the finish line kept running away, like, hello, you do not need to move out of town before we get to you.

And then finally, the end and this reporter's legs were pretty much cashed out, along with this reporter's brain.

The Petro/Meshberg duo is one fierce combo. Yowza. I bet you could light the city of Chicago with the watts they were generating.

08 September 2006

Recently, Team Power Love attended German Day in the swank and drunk neighborhood of Lincoln Square.


As every serious fun haver knows, all fun starts with reprimands and orders.









Unfortunately, the Port-O-Potties came out in full force. They had to be corraled in the Port-O-Potty lot.







These are not Port-O-Potties, these are Lepre-Cans. They are quick to tell you there is a difference. Anyway, these guys hung out at the opposite end of the festival from the P-O-Ps. Team Power Love senses tension between the two camps. An investigation is underway.







Is this a pitcher of beer or a mug of beer? After lengthy and intelligent discussion, Team Power Love decided it was a mitcher of beer.







The ladies love a man in hosiery (Team Power Love does not know how to spell the German word for these things).

05 September 2006



No, Justin Timberlake, we're bringing sexy back.

01 September 2006


With a sublime allocation of tax dollars, the Chicago Police Department replaced officers' feet with wheels. "The better to catch criminals with, my dear," the police chief was quoted as saying.

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