I performed a show I wrote last weekend. That was something. Completely sold out, though in fairness the capacity was only sixty seats. I dropped a few lyrics, which kind of sucks when you wrote all the lyrics, but by and large it went really well. And now I can use my brain for more socially useful things for a spell again.
Speaking of which, work. I've been doing that. I can't really talk about it because everything I do is so super secret and important. But rest assured it's all super amazing.
We also got our roof deck replaced. So it's not like, rotting into the roof and attracting beehives and such. It took four weeks because of all the rain interrupting construction, but it's done. And it's not even consistently in the 60s yet.
Also, I lost my sense of taste yesterday, which is weird. Yes, I tested, and it is not COVID. Google tells me it can come from colds or other things, too. But if it's not back by tomorrow I'm definitely headed to the minute clinic. Turns out chewing and swallowing aren't so satisfying in and of themselves.
This is the last round, for better or for worse. Back to regularly scheduled programming as soon as I figure out what that is.
This picture does not really capture how amazing Teotihuacan is. It's huge, and stunning. Could use a Cinnabon, though.
I assume this was a pretty high-end unit back in the day. Nice view, probably had in-unit laundry.
They don't let you climb the pyramids any more, except for one little one. That seems pretty wise to me, frankly, given the agility of your average tourist. Myself included.
Their gods were honestly a lot cooler looking than your average god today. And a lot more vengeful, I believe.
I mean, come on. This was like hidden behind another cool ass pyramid (the one you could climb). The US is really lagging a lot of the world in pyramid production.
Branding.
We also visited the Our Lady of Guadalupe shrines. That's right, shrines plural. It's like Disney, but with Jesus.
This was a pretty shrine, as shrines go. I don't meet a wide range.
In my many travels, I've noticed that dog poop seems to be a universal concern. This dog is really working it, though.
Again, colonialism may have been trash, but it did have some photogenic results. Many of which are now sinking into the ground, which has to be a metaphor for something.
The anthropological museum in Mexico City is amazing, plus it gives you the excuse to say "anthropological" over and over again.
You can't really see the scale here, but this thing is massive. I guess I should have stood in front of it and given a peace sign like that teenage girl who also livestreamed her trip through security.
Again, scale is an issue. Assume everything is enormous unless I tell you otherwise. This one was a recreation, but we saw the real thing the following day. It was less colorful and outdoors.
Posing with antiquities! At least these are still on their continent of origin.
This guy seems fun. And I like his hat.
There's a palace! Some hill climbing is required to access it, unfortunately.
Hills do generally result in nice views, though.
Every time I see an elaborately painted ceiling like this I can't help but think about the poor dude who had to lie on his back for months to paint it. Still, if any such dudes in Chicago are up for it, I might be hiring.
The wall's not too shabby, either. Sure beats that "Starry Night" poster you had on your wall in college.
And stained glass! It doesn't work for every style of decor, but it is mad pretty.
This was a peaceful spot. I mean, aside from its undeniable associations with the brutal history of colonialism.
