Tuesday August 5, 2014. Pretty standard day, I watched the Phantom Menace. The worst Star Wars by a long shot. Very little action, poor acting at time, & of course, Jar Jar Binks. Yikes.
On Wednesday the 6th of August I started my morning with a workout. Then headed over to the dentist to get my third crown. This time not gold, so my net worth unfortunately did not go up. Later in the afternoon I headed to work. On my drive I saw spidey was having a joyous day, but was looking a bit thin. I hadn't seen him catch any bugs lately to eat, and quite honestly, I am not sure if he had eaten in a long while. As I began to pick up speed, I realized that spidey was desperate. He must be starving. He had strung a web from his usual side mirror spot, to about half way down my door, enlarging his catch area. He decided to travel a ways down the new web he strung, and I began to pick up speed on the road. I instantly knew this was trouble. That was when he broke off from his large web, and was just hanging on by a thread. He flew through the air, going up and down, up and down, still grasping to his one strand of web. Spidey was flying through the air, and I couldn't keep my eyes off of his body. I just stared at him, thinking, if I slow down now, I will hold up traffic, but the spider I have come to know the last 3 weeks will be safe. Then it was too late. Spidey took flight and was gone. Never to be seen or heard of again. This was by far the saddest day of summer.
Later than night I had a meeting with a lax team, potentially doing some HS coaching this spring. Interesting.... and I watched Episode 2: Attack of the Clones. A movie that was about 100 times better than the Phantom Menace, but still not as good as the original 3 films.
Thursday August 7th was a simple work day, that ended with me playing in the final men's league game of the summer. A good turnout and some quality lax, but I was eager to see Rachel, so I left a bit early and drove straight to Chicago for the night. Rachel and I were both pretty tired so we called it a night shortly after I arrived around 10:45pm.
On Friday August 8th, I was to have my own day in the city of Chicago. Rachel had to unfortunately work, so I started my morning by watching a French foreign film titled The Intouchables and highly recommend it to everyone. The basis of the film is an underprivileged man is applying to jobs just to get some type of paper signed that says he applied. He applies to help take care of a paralyzed man, not even wanting the job, and ends up getting it. The rest of the movie is the building of a great relationship between these 2 men. Great heart felt film. Afterwards I got a little workout in while watching the first hour of 2001: A Space Odyssey, a Stanley Kubrick film that is very very odd. Around 11am I put on my hiking boots, grabbed my camera, and headed out on a 2.6 mile adventure to the heart of the city to meet Rachel for lunch. On my walk over, I took some decent photos and felt like I was back in Europe, photographing any cool looking building or statue. Great memories there. Right before crossing the Chicago River I heard someone call out, "Maluta?" I looked up and there was a friend from college, Napier (pronounced Naper). I had not seen this gentlemen in probably at least 3 years, and found out that he is living in the city and working downtown. What a small world, and good to catch up for a minute. I met Rachel outside her building and we walked over to Millennium Park to have lunch. She snagged some dipping sauces from the lunch room that we enjoyed with some pasta from the night before. We walked around the area and rested in the shade of some trees, enjoying our time together. After about 50 minutes she had to head back and I walked her back and then journeyed the 2.6 miles home, snapping more photos along the way.