Sunday, March 30, 2014
jazzmoth:

I love you, Chicago.

jazzmoth:

I love you, Chicago.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Gorgeous chalk painting on the floor of Block 37.

Monday, March 24, 2014 Sunday, March 23, 2014

Low points: Less legroom than a Greyhound bus.

Cecil Baldwin should really change his title from “The Voice of Night Vale” to “The Voice and Body Language Night Vale”. For the first minute of his performance it was really weird seeing my usual disembodied voice coming from someone standing on a stage reading off a script into a microphone, his voice just slightly altered due to being broadcast into a theater rather than recorded in a studio (or Fink’s basement or wherever they do it), and the view felt nearly unpleasant. Then he started acting along with his reading and it was just Cecil Palmer down there doing his show without a chair.

A short list of high points of Chicago WTNV Live Show, unspoilery until the cut:

Trying to figure who was cosplaying vs who just had an awesomely eccentric fashion sense and always dressed like that.

People belonging to both categories.

A member of Disparition accidentally coming out on stage before the musical guest was finished, making an amazing nopeface, and fleeing back behind the curtain to leave the musical guest baffled as to why everyone had started laughing.

The crowd going nuts at nothing more than a veiled reference to a certain underage leader of child vigilantes. Wondering how much is due to her role in the recent plot arc.

Audience participation.

A Hooded Figure lurking in one of the very back rows of the balcony seating.

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Posters outside the Athenaeum Theatre at WTNV Live showing.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Several old photos I took at an art opening at the Surgical Opera. And a really nice hair decoration.

The greater metropolitan spider can often be found napping in flower pots to escape the late-lingering cold

The greater metropolitan spider can often be found napping in flower pots to escape the late-lingering cold

Friday, March 14, 2014
This week gave us one final blizzard, and I found an advertisement trying to peek through her snow covered poster.

This week gave us one final blizzard, and I found an advertisement trying to peek through her snow covered poster.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Pictures a friend took of me at the Member’s Night, in my communions with dead birds. I may have told a nearby child that the skeleton could have been an ostrich, an emu, or possibly a chocobo.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014
jazzmoth:

what is this nonsense

jazzmoth:

what is this nonsense