lemme get some action from the back section

mb and i successfully completed the hustle up the hancock this sunday. now that i have had a chance to review the stairwells of some of our city's great buildings, i have to tell n that his aon center's climb and stairwell are superior to the hancock's. for one thing, the hancock center has a metal stairwell instead of the aon's cement, and it echos when, say, nine-year-olds are pounding up the stairs, which makes it very loud. but very easy for the nine-year-old's climbing aunt to find him (just listen for the stampede). so glad i'm spending time reviewing the finer architectural details of chicago...

but what i really would like to applaud is not mb's stellar 14-minute performance, or my own more mediocre performance, but that of my little mp3 player and its remarkable ability on shuffle to pick out the perfect stair-climbing songs for me. how good is this list for a climb benefiting the american lung association?

dj shadow- organ donor
soul coughing- circles (so perfect in a very repetitive walking event)
hooverphonic- lung
beastie boys- body movin'
cibo matto- sci fi wasabi
mc solaar- umm, something in french
basement jaxx- do your thing

and then i reached the top. yes, i had to skip a few things. sufjan stevens, i like you, but casimir pulaski day does not get to accompany me on the stairs. you wrote about a prairie state, for crying out loud.

thank you, little rio carbon. i don't care if your company abandoned you to make room for more upscale electronics. apple can't make such a savant. now, if only you perform like that in st. lucia... (any suggestions on good island music, anyone, besides bob marley and jimmy buffett? 'cause that's a given.)