Spotted this guy downtown on Friday morning. Looking at his profile from the back, I imagined him to be some kind of drug runner, given the pony tail and shirt. But it was that bag – the faded, leather bag at his side. I mean, look at that thing! Doesn’t that scream Hey, I’m going to make a quick dropoff…
While walking to work this morning, Liz and I were strolling along Logan Boulevard when we heard this terrific crash across the street – it was a loud and sudden sound, a huge *thump* that clearly had come from something very heavy.
I scanned across the boulevard, but didn’t see anything immediately. Liz, with her sharp eyes, spotted a building whose front balcony had partially collapsed.
Spotted this guy slowly rolling down Milwaukee, on my way to work. Didn’t have my camera on me, so I ended up snapping a photo with my phone.
A silly thing, but it made me smile… and it made me feel like a little kid, ever so briefly.
I walked downstairs in the morning to find this lovely snowman, just chilling out in our courtyard. Not sure how I missed it last night, but I’m guessing he arrived sometime yesterday afternoon. Pretty tall too – and possibly one of the tallest I’ve seen in the neighborhood.
I ended up going in a little early to work, Friday morning. Walking to the Logan Blue Line, I happened across a rainbow of colored rocks near Kedzie and Milwaukee. As I got closer, I realized they were actually candy hearts, probably left over from Valentine’s Day. And from the shape of the large pile, my thought was that perhaps…
Local authorities received an alert regarding a potential altercation in the Logan Square area. On arriving at the scene, they found a male toucan unresponsive. Attempts to revive the victim were unsuccessful.
He’s cute, in the way that small and petite things are automatically cute. But the way he looks has a slightly ominous feel to it, like he’s some kind of voodoo doll left outside a temple. Maybe it’s just the mouth, and the fact that it’s less of a smile and more of a grimace/yell.
At first, when we saw some flashing lights, we figured someone maybe got hurt or had a heart attack. But the more vehicles we started seeing, the more serious things looked. Having multiple ambulances on the scene gave me the impression that a lot of people were hurt or needed treatment.
On my way to work yesterday, I was heading towards a flight of stairs that connects the Blue Line to the street level. A few feet in front of me, I spotted a man who was blind making his way towards the stairs – tapping along with his white cane. In the rush of the morning commute, there naturally were lots of people about – and several folks passed by him on his left side. When the man arrived at the bottom of the stairs, I saw him pick up his cane off the ground. And then the most extraordinary thing happened:
Spotted this on my (new) commute in to work. Walking by, I was struck by how empty it looked… so many slots empty. In the age of Twitter and RSS feeds, physical papers feel like another era sometimes.
At first, on seeing this… it made me feel like people no longer really read newspapers. But another thought occurred to me: these might all be empty because people are still actively reading newspapers.
Spotted this on the back of one of the large apartment buildings, in the back alleyway. Then and now.
Today, I noticed that the fence that ran along the borders has been taken down. I don’t know how long this fence was here, but there were several spots where bushes and small trees had literally merged with the fencework – growing between the gaps and getting pretty big in the process. When they cleared out all the vegetation, there were large hunks of wood still stuck and intertwined with the fence – which, apparently, were deemed too difficult to remove, and just left there in pieces.
I love that the interviewer decided to use this avenue of communication to try to contact the artist/group. I guess he could also have tried to pick up the phone.