later tuesday night.

okay: left home around 5:30am i think, drove to screwball to burn a screen and mix ink. set up the next color for the sound opinions reprint for either steve or mat, whoever prints today.

left screwball at 6:30, stopped for coffee at lincoln & mccormick, then went to TBM.

smashing: did it.

ordered a 15 yard dumpster from the waste company to put right in front of the shop, then went to the city around 1pm to get a permit for the dumpster. don't need a permit. nice!

did some emailings at home, posted to gigposters.com about the article in crain's, then shaved, bathed, and walked seth.

drove over to the EL at 4:45pm. while on the platform waiting for the train, someone called asking me to be on WTTW TV tomorrow night to discuss the crain's article. i have later plans, but can make the 6:30 taping/broadcast (on wednesday).

i guess i haven't mentioned: crain's chicago business included me in their annual "40 under 40" article, which means, i guess, that i'm some sort of entrepreneur, or at least have an entreprenurial air about me.w

arrived at the hyatt regency ballroom, saw jon "capitalistpig" hoenig right off the bat, and met a couple of the other 39 of the "40 under 40". soon i saw my childhood friend justin jarvinen walk past, so we got to catch up on the last 19 years.

seated for dinner, barack obama's campaign manager (or similar position), david axelrod, talked as the keynote speaker. the owner of crain's talked. i was under-dressed and out of my league and feeling WAY more uncomfortable than i ever do in daily life, but dinner was really good: chicken and halibut over rice, vegetables, etc.

met jeff, the husband of joanna schneider, another elementary school classmate. met pete dumont, owner of the company that hired me for the intercontinental job. met various friends-of-friends.

left as soon as i could, at no fault of the event. i just was really uncomfortable. finally got a copy of the magazine, though, which i had not yet seen.

walked back to the train, sat, happily, carrying various booty i was given by nice people in suits. dude across the aisle from me on the train was snoring, leaning over sideways.

called my folks at 10pm from the train to see if they were awake - hadn't yet told them about the whole crain's thing, but they saw it today.

debarked at noyes, drove home, talked to di, bloggin with no pants on, sitting up in bed.