Wicker Park is one of those areas of the city where you can always just kill a great deal of time and just experience life. It has gotten a bit more fufu unfortunately and rents have increased, which have caused some of the artists and musicians in the area to go to other more affordable [...]
Now, I actually went to this almost a week ago at the Art Institute and I really should have blogged about it sooner I guess. Anyhow, I always think I’m not into French art. I mean…French impressionism just never sits well with me and Monet really grates on me. And even though [...]
I guess I should be putting up this link because I hadn’t realized that people in other cities weren’t even seeing these ads. It should take you to the Dove page where the ad is.
The political discussion group I go to every Wed. was focusing on these this week and I had definitely taken [...]
I give this film an 8/10.
I saw this film in Grant Park last night for the first time. The cinematography is brilliant and stark; also very well suited to the intensity of the film. It’s an astonishing and complex character study of what society coloquially terms a psychopath and what the DSM-IV calls [...]
My friend Iymen asked me last week what blogging meant and I explained, “Blogging is posting a bunch of nonsense on the internet.” Here’s some more nonsense, although, as always it is completely true.
Cinchel’s locked bike and new helmet was ripped off yesterday. He’d been riding it to the train station and then [...]
I’m totally undecided on the teeth cleaning thing. (I clean my teeth regularly. I meant my cat people.)Spooky-cat did better this year than in years past (thank God!) and the only bad thing that happened was that the cat carrier broke again and I had to roll up the windows of the car quick so [...]
I wan’t elaborate on why I had to go to the Dr. or what kind of Dr. but I have to say that it’s always a rather painstaking experience for me. Now, I have to tell you that my Doctor is very far away from my place, in a very sketchy neighborhood of Humboldt [...]
I was out taking pictures of graffiti on friday night and this man asked me to take his picture. I had my digital (it’s obviously not a polaroid camera or anything like that) so it somehow occurs to me now that he really wanted me to have a picture of him. But he [...]
I want to say something. Cinchel puts up with alot. And my friends in Chicago know this, especially the ones I myself spend a great deal of time with. (My parents have a good idea about this as well) Back home, everyone loved him, even someone who called him a thief at our [...]
completely tangential short ramble: Iymen is wonderful and renews my faith in the world. I keep thinking about Kundera’s Immortality even though I finished it a week ago. Parts of it keep haunting me. I hate how oil paints crack sometimes when it’s just so hot and how the sun gets in [...]