I know I should subscribe to The New Yorker, or at least read it every week at the library, because the articles are the kind that you actually like reading — but I have to admit that I pick it up mostly in waiting rooms and doctor's offices. I grabbed the April 18, 2011 issue recently while taking my gramma for an appointment on the northwest side of Chicago, near Wolfy's hot dog joint. After … [Read more...] about Roger Ebert and The New Yorker: Two Captions Down
Okay, the first bunch of photos are of the same hat that, yes, I burned a big fat hole in. The second and third photos will be in the show (next to the actual hat)...what show am I talking about? The Milwaukee Avenue Arts Fest in Logan Square this weekend (I'll be at 2706 N Sawyer, by the McDonald's — what up 49-cent cones!). There are so many good bands and artists at this thing, don't even get … [Read more...] about I’m in an Art Show, Nice. And I Got to Play With Fire.
I watched the uber-exciting-then-serotonin-depleting final installment of the women's World Cup championship — U.S. vs Japan – at the Twisted Spoke in Chicago last Sunday. (We lost in a penalty kick shootout in overtime.) *But thankfully* the Twisted Spoke scored a point in the menu-humor department when I noticed that one of the ingredients they listed for their hummus was "woman peas (formerly … [Read more...] about I’ll Have the Chickpeas — Er, I Mean Woman Peas
The Silver Room in Chicago is one of those old-school Wicker Park businesses that's managed to not only stay in business, but really thrive over the years...why? BECAUSE THEY SELL REALLY COOL AFFORDABLE SHIT (JEWELRY/ACCESSORIES), AND HOST REALLY COOL EVENTS (and feature really cool local artists like Fantah Celah, pictured above, who sells her jewelry line there — you'll have to contact her … [Read more...] about The Best Party for a Better World? The Silver Room Block Party!
I was biking down Western Avenue in Chicago — actually I was riding on the sidewalk, with my helmet on, because you want to know what? I've reported on at least three people — cyclists and pedestrians — who've been killed on Western Avenue (RIP Chris, Fran and Isai). While the section between Division and Fullerton has slowed down a little in the last year or so, thanks to some new stoplights, I … [Read more...] about “Western”-ers: Volume 1