destination unknown.

holy shit. so it appears I haven't written anything on here in a whole year. good god. I turned into yuppie scum! I don't know how well tthis will go, but I've got some free time and i'm just caffeinated enough to give the ole clicker clacker of my laptop a run.

a lot can happen in a year. simultaneously, a lot of nothing can happen too. in the past year, I survived both lasik eye surgery and a scare of potential breast cancer. I adopted a 3rd cat because, yes, I am that insane. I got back into running and successfully lost and have kept off 15 pounds. I got a new job, even better than the last before and work for a pretty damn good company/team. health care technology, now I can honestly say that's an area I never dreamed of venturing, but month 6 on the job and so far so good. moved back to my original Chicago hood, Lincoln square last October, this summer marks my 7th anniversary as a fib so I think it's safe to say i'm more Chicago than wisco  - maybe? maybe. I turned 30. that was cool. (actually, I'm kind of in love with it).

self reflection of the last year and the next has led me to allowing myself to act recklessly for one final summer. this is very likely my last summer where i'll permit myself and the better half to drink like we're 21 and throw money around on tacos and wheat beers like there's no tomorrow, so i'm making the most of it. today is august 3rd, so I guess that gives me a month or two left until it's time to convert to the married 30 something journey of parenthood. holycrap, right?

it's funny, though. my priorities are a bit non-traditional. like, I need to binge drink at a wedding in October in Michigan. a bachelorette party the 16th. and last but not least, riot fest. I swore earlier this year I was retiring from music festivals. too much money, noise, asshole kids. i'd rather buy a record and drink high quality booze in the comfort of my own home. but then the organizers at riot fest just had to go and get both THE REPLACEMENTS AND THE PIXIES on the same fucking bill. same weekend. same day. 19 year old Jodi is peeing herself with joy, counting down the days. the fact that slamming a hotdog, an overpriced Heineken, and then a barf inducing ride on a tilt a whirl, all while jamming to Andrew wk or RANCID is soon to be a reality is mind numbing. warped tour for adults. oh man oh man oh man.

I used to use this blog as an outlet to ramble about what new music i'm freaking over. in all honesty, i'm kind of over new shit. i'm officially one of those old boring losers who's obsessed with music from 'back in my day,' which, in my instance happens to be the 90s. there's all the great grunge, terrible dance music, sweet sweet r&b, cringeworthy chart toppers. it's all so damn delectable. all my favorite artists these days have a tendency to crank out crap that will never live up to its predecessor, so I kinda gave up. (i.e. yeah yeah yeahs - mosquito? smack forehead). I will say that both dessa and mikal Cronin put out decent albums this year, neither of which I expected. otherwise, the best purchase musically I've made this summer is a tie between beastie boys' hello nasty on vinyl and (gulp), katy perry random hits for my runs in the river park. what can I say? i'm a fucking sucker.

but back to the 90s. and booze.

it's funny how anything can seem like a really excellent idea with enough liquid encouragement. I was absolutely convinced last Saturday night when my husband and I dented a handful of sixers and popped open the glenlivet I was hoarding for a rainy day, that my destination in life was to be a 90s dj. not really like how I used to spin at chirp, but like, balls out, bad 90s jams.

my drunken self thought it would be excellent to stream hours worth of terrible and some so terrible they're amazing jams on youtube, all while recording my smackmeintheheadwhydidirememberthis song set list on word, which I've copied/pasted below, for all you to judge.

you can thank me later for getting jesus jones stuck in your head on repeat later.

sooooo bad. and yes, it ultimately transitioned to katy perry. just because i'm so cool.

Live – all over you

Prodigy – breathe
Silverchair- tomorrow
Us – mysterious ways
Jesus jones – right here right now
Paula cole – where have all the cowboys gone
Blink 182 – whats my age again
Freak nasty – da dip
En vogue – free your mind
Green Day – When I come around
Fat Boy Slim – Praise You
Ini kamoze – here comes the hotstepper
Mark Morrison – Return of the Mack
Luniz – Got 5 on It
Fu-schnickens ft. Shaquille o’neal – what’s up doc (Can we rock)
K-Ci & JoJo – All My Life
KWS – please don’t go
Emf – unbelievable
Tom Cochrane – life is a highway
Sugar Ray – Fly
Soul for real – candy rain
Culture beat – mr. vain
Cypress hill – insane in the membrane
The s.o.u.l s.y.s.t.e.m – lovely day (body guard soundtrack)
K7 – come  baby come
Cake – the distance
The heights – how do you talk to an angel
Lucas – lucas with the lid off
Tony toni tone – feels good
Bobby Brown – humpin around
Salt n pepa – none of your business
Ghost town dj’s  - my boo
Everlast – what its like
Lit – My Own Worst Enemy
Reel big fish – sell out
Harvey danger – flagpole sitta
Tripping daisy – I got a girl
Swv – im’ so into you
Tlc – no scrubs
Shawn mullins – lullaby
Bone thugs n harmony – ghetto cowboy
Seven marythree – cumbersome
Real mccoy – run away
Master p – make em say ugh
Imani copola –legend of a cowgirl
Rancid – ruby soho
Bush – swallowed
Red hot chili peppers – give it awy
Eve 6 – inside out
Mc hammer – 2 legit 2 quit
Cc music factory – things that make you go hmm
Foo fighters –everlong
Warren g – regulate
Rob zombie – dragula
Orgy – blue Monday
Katy perry