Category Archives: Chicago
Simulacra
The best thing about living in Chicago is when people come to visit. They always ask how we like living in the city and it’s always somewhat embarrassing to answer truthfully that, except for work, we rarely go downtown. In … Continue reading
Milwaukee Versus Chicago
You guys, I really like Instagtram. It’s really fun, and not obnoxious, like other social media outlets. It might be obnoxious to repost Instagram photos as blog content, so I’ll try to keep it to a minimum. (These collage things … Continue reading
Pick Me Up
Robert and I ate pie and hashbrowns at a diner at 2 a.m.on our second date. Later, we ate big bowls of cereal and tater tot plates at 11 p.m. Coffee and egg sandwiches after a late concert at midnight. … Continue reading
Choosing Sides
We moved to Chicago in 2010 and told Robert straightaway, “We have to pick a team. Cubs or White Sox.” For Robert, there was no picking to be done: he was a Cubs fan. Not a die-hard fan, but fan … Continue reading
Trading Up
We didn’t always live on Lakewood. Before that we lived on Aldine on the third floor, and before that we lived on Melrose. Before Melrose it was Racine, and before that I can’t remember. But what I remember most is … Continue reading
PSA
[This is the most recent in an ongoing series about my love/hate relationship with public transportation in Chicago.] Public Service Announcement: It is not illegal to take photos in public areas of CTA stations. Last night two CTA security guards … Continue reading
Why I Should Hate The Bus
So here’s the thing about the bus. I defend it against all the naysayers. I defend it against the drivers and the walkers and the folks who are lucky enough to live next to a train line. I defend it, … Continue reading
Here To Stay
Generally I really love Chicago, but sometimes I think I want to leave. Go back west, to some small town, and lead a smaller? simpler? well, a different life, anyway. Or maybe head south, where the pace of things is … Continue reading
Growing Up, Or Not
I’ve posted about my younger siblings before. I write about them so that I have some concrete examples when I say everybody from my hometown gets married young, makes babies, and then never leaves. It’s not just my siblings. It’s … Continue reading
Why I Won’t Be Going Home
As the only member of my family not living in the suburban town near Phoenix where my parents bought a house ten years ago, I often find myself defending city living. Sometimes I’m just trying to convince somebody to move … Continue reading
Bending the Rules 