And here's the flyer for the Tuesday Funk Reading Series, where I'll be reading this coming Tuesday along with Elisabeth Blair and Gina DiPonio. Hope to see you there!
Hey, Chicagoans! I have a reading coming up just over a week from now, Tuesday, April 7, 2009, as part of Chicago's Tuesday Funk Reading Series. The reading starts at 7:00 pm sharp at: Flourish Bakery Cafe 1138 W. Bryn Mawr Ave. Chicago, IL 60660 That'
Friday night we headed over to the Landmark Theater at the Century Centre for a late-night showing of the Bruce Campbell–directed Bruce Campbell flick My Name Is Bruce. My review is over at SciFi.com. If you have any scintilla of interest in the Campbell oeuvre, you should see
No, Ella is not awaiting a date with the hangman. This is not a gallows but the new deck that's being constructed on the back of our house, and Ella is eagerly awaiting the day when the second level is complete and the back door out of our
Half the bars you see are polling places today.
I guess I've watched way too many episodes of The Wire lately, and read too much Richard Price. Now, every time I go to the kitchen to refill my coffee mug I think of it as the "re-up." On an almost separate note, I'm
There's a magic shop about a 15-minute walk from here. I had occasion to wander over there yesterday for the first time, and it was a marvel. Dark. Tiny. Crammed with masks, gags, novelties, books, and gadgets. There was barely room to walk up to the counter. The
It's been almost three weeks since we moved into our new apartment, but I remember it like it was ... well, twenty days ago. Things were going great. Three strong men had made short work of our boxes, which were now stacked neatly in the truck. █████ and her mother
Meanwhile, back in Chicago, we're going to Schuba's tonight for this week's Field Museum Café Science lecture, on ancient climate change. The speaker is the brother of one of █████'s coworkers. Science and beer, what could be better?
BEER: Now Less Expensive Than Gas DRINK, DON'T DRIVE
One of the surprises of our new neighborhood is that we're a rather short walk from the legendary Neo-Futurarium. We rolled the die and came up winners.
The movers are here. The contents of the apartment are draining into the truck with disconcerting rapidity. There's not much about this neighborhood that we will miss, but one of our great regrets just walked past us up the sidewalk. Our neighbor John Stirratt, bassist for Wilco and
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