I

have a really bad headache and I'm about to rock out with my...um, nothing out on rock band. Neighbors, beware!

There will be more of these...

Guitar Hero World Tour from Allie D on Vimeo.

Florida ctd.

Last night Jessie and I met Lauren, James, and their clan at the Lazy Gator for some cheap drinks and a crazy crowd. This dude kept on buying Jessie and me shots, but never bothered us, which was cool. Then my cousin Luke did some pole dancing and he was actually really awesome. It was good times all around. I love Titusville.



And drinking at home is way easier when the morning after you wake up to a delicious breakfast made by your mom. Thankssssssss!

Florida.

Leaving Chicago:


Landing in Florida:


Our Christmas tree and James's situation (big screen TV and Xbox 360):


Maxamillion--the biggest dog in the world:


No one knew my mom had a fish:

The boomers made this monster.

"Generation Me"
Supposedly, I belong to it. I'm smack dab in the middle of the birth year requirements (1970-1990) being born in 1986. But I won't take any of the credit, I'll leave that to my parents, their generational peers, and advertising. Yeah, I said it. I am going to blame all of my shortcomings on someone else, especially the convenient scapegoat that is the media; after all, I'm a generation me-er.

Here is my explanation to my previous statements of blame. My parents are boomers, therefore they came from families with multiple children and humble paychecks, like most during that time. Now that they are older, learned the importance of a 401k and buying safe stock, they have middle to upper middle class standings and want to give their 2.5 children everything that they couldn't have as a child. (Although unlike my parents, a lot of boomers have achieved this life for their child through accruing copious amounts of debt and second mortgages.) They want us to get all of the brand name clothing, the newest toys, the coolest cars, and a college education. We're having it handed to us so they can live vicariously through our happy-go-lucky childhoods.

The boomers are awesome about our selfish tendencies, most likely because the majority of CEO's of the corporations we frequent are boomers. I saw a commercial today for Wal-mart (of course) where the aunt of a generation me-er can never figure out what her niece wants for Christmas because she always changes her interests and styles. While auntie is talking it shows a tween girl sitting on her bed on the cell phone that she's probably had since age 6 while her room's decor keeps changing. She went through like 3 stereos, a plethora of posters (one was even an iTunes poster, which is so unbelievable because who would have an iTunes poster? "Yeah, iTunes is my favorite band. All their songs are so different! Like you're listening to rap and then all the sudden iTunes cranks out some sweet world music. Loves it!"), and eight bed sets! All in one phone conversation! And while good ol' auntie is talking about what a bratty, fickle, brand-crazed niece she has, she just comically rolls her eyes and chuckles, "I'll just get her a gift card." Beautiful. She doesn't even care! She's totally cool with that lifestyle--she's even catering to it. Thanks for the gift card, Aunt Lisa, I hope you enjoy the weight of our actions on your shoulders! And Aunt Lisa just rolls her eyes and chuckles.

Generation X is probably the biggest enemy of me and my fellow me-hort, constantly complaining about our silver platter "plight". Oh, I'm sorry, we should have said no to our parents when they were offering up weekly allowances for doing nothing, college educations, and credit cards. But we didn't, so get over it.

And look at us now. We're the only ones buying anything out there! Well, with real money, I should say. You and your starter families are now getting foreclosed, laid off, and bankrupted in this recession while we're getting cheaper rent in the city. We're working as servers and retail associates with our fancy college degrees, but we're totally cool with that because we can still party and we have enough money to survive and then some. If it weren't for our narcissistic, consumer-whore qualities, this economy would have been down the drain years ago. You're welcome.

So, to recap--I was watching TV because I don't have any responsibilities and a Wal-Mart commercial came on and it reminded me about a guy at work calling me out about being in Generation Me, then I realized the boomers have a huge hand in it and we shouldn't be blamed and I also thought about how annoying the X'ers are, trying to make me feel bad about partying and having no savings, so I decided to write the above ramblings. And now Home Alone is on, so I've got to peace out and watch it because it, unlike Kanye West, is the voice of my generation.

Yesterday.

Snowing on the platform, trying to Christmas shop on Mag Mile like idiots, walking to the movies, looking like a monster puppet, walking downtown where they plow the streets and sidewalks, walking home in my hood where they don't. Good times.









Today is ridiculous and I'm terrified of freezing to death. I've never been in below weather. Negatives have always bothered me, so I already have a predisposition on the matter.

So.

At some point I'm going to stop looking longingly at Chelsea's blog and just freaking get mine on the road. A lot of stuff has been happening, therefore I haven't had time to write about it. So, maybe later.


I'm not going to give up, though. And I'm not going to apologize for not posting a lot. Quality over quantity, right. That kind of makes it seem like this is quality stuff, so scratch that. Something's better than nothing is the saying I really want to go with.

My fingers have been too cold to take pictures while I'm out and about so I've got nothing new. Maybe I'll brave it today. Maybe.

I really need to learn

that drinking is hardly ever a contest.

And that the drunkest person at the party never wins anyway.

Our professional camera stand:

Yeah, we're fancy.

At the Chinese restaurant.

Yeah, that's Jackie Chan. I bet there's a Bar-B-Q place with the same drawing with Chuck Norris instead.

Saddest Thanksgiving dinner ever...

Masterpiece!

See more funny videos at Funny or Die

Haha

"...and then it's shaft city"
- Stephanie from Full House

Taken in or out of context, it's still HILARIOUS.

Location! Location! Location!

I think I want to move to Atlanta because then I'll never have to go on a connecting flight again. That would be so nice.

Upon entering the hotel room.

"Dad! Did you steal another airplane blanket!?"
-Me

My dad looks embarrased as he pulls out the blue plastic wrapped blanket.
"They want you to take them! They want you to take them!"
-Dad

Pheonix airport

Upon entering the Pheonix airport lobby:

"This is weird! I've never been to Arizona before..."
-Lauren

"Boomsday" quote of the day:

"'In those days,' said one old-timer riding by on a segway, 'we didn't have nearly the variety of bottled waters you have today. Man, those were crazy times.'"


This book is amazing! I recommend it to all.

Hearty breakfast for a busy day.

Yeah, the home fries didn't turn out too good, but the bacon was perfection.


So, I'm packing for my trip to the Grand Canyon this weekend and I looked at the weather to find that it's actually colder there!
I thought I would be going to warm, dry paradise for the weekend while all of Chicago got sleeted on, but now I find out that it's going to be in the 50's there! I guess it will be nice and sunny, so that's good.

I'm still really excited!
This is where we'll be staying after the Grand Canyon:

Grant Park Election Night Party.

The crowds on Michigan after Obama spoke.


We just stood there and watched all of these idiots scream into the camera. Haha.

The crowd around one of the jumbo-trons.


USA!


I look really thick in this picture, haha.

Halloween.

Giant baby.


Your mom.


Anthony thought it would be funny to put a beer on sleeping Chelsea's fake pregnant belly. He fell asleep before he could enjoy the image.


Anthony was particularly mischievous Halloween night.

A walk in the park.

Beautiful weather, beautiful city.

Nikki, do the cat noise.

I'll do the look:



Wow, my phone camera is getting worse and worse.


OR I just look more and more stupid in pictures. Who knows?

Subway escalator surprise!

!!!

I can't wait for Halloween.

It's been pretty foggy lately.

Gross.

Took a secret shot of this girl wearing flops in FREEZING weather and in the dirty city!

White trash girls on the brown line.

Oh, we did...

Our local grocer

sells MSG!

Animal House

Moving hiatus OVER!

My first night in the city:




In his defense, we were all in the same state, I just was awake enough to snap a photo.

See you soon!!!!

Art Festival

Working the booth:




While I was sitting there, a truck full of douchebags drove by and yelled, "WOW, COOL PAINTINGS!" Ugh, I was so mad. I was ready to heckle his heckle, but these old ladies were in Charity's booth and I didn't want to scare them off. Sucksville.

Great minds dress alike.

Mitch and I were in different hotel rooms, but still showed up matching. Haha.

Hello, Sailor!

Got a new haircut and decided to show off this plain outfit. I LOVE THESE SHOES!!!!




Detail of top.



That's all. Too busy planning, scheming, and saving to post much right now. Once I'm in Chicago, I'll be turning it out a lot more.