I lucked into this movie, going into it on the recommendation of a friend of a friend of a friend. I heard about Sans Soleil from Justin, who had heard about it from from Dave, who had heard about it from Jim, his friend who works at the Siskel Theater. None of us had any…
Check your camera. Test to see if it’s the cold that’s causing it to be unresponsive, or if it’s wear and tear or what. Luckily, I bought something like a four year warranty thing when I got it, so I should still be covered. Worse comes to worse, I can always take it in and…
Happy Chinese New Year. Especially all you cheeky little monkeys.
Today was the kind of cold Chicago day your mother warned you about. I woke up and shivered around the apartment a bit. After doing a quick spot-check of the windows (which seem to be holding up ok), I found that the door in the living room was leaking cold. I’m talking a stream of…
On Tuesday, I bought an assload of stamps. These are for the envelopes I purchased, which will ultimately be for the poems I send off to magazines. So far, I’ve done everything except actually decide where I want to send off to, and which poems I want to send. Shaddup. It’s a work in progress.
Technically, the lesson I should derive from the whole car debacle is: Don’t Try Anything New. Deep down, I know this isn’t true… but it’s hard to avoid the message. Because I deviated from what I’m used to doing, I got the smack down. And this was no ordinary smack down. Including the actual parking…
After I got my car back, I drove to the mud lot and walked to work. I crossed over the Chicago River, and as I leaned over I noticed this flurry of activity. I lingered, leaning over the railing and, within 30 seconds… the number of ducks doubled. Most mornings, they’re off swimming around or…
So I got my car back. $170 for towing/storage. And as I walked to get my car from the lot, I noticed there was a ticket on the windshield. So now, in addition to the $170 towing fee I just paid… I now have to mail in $30 for the ticket itself. This is taken…
It is illegal to park under any viaducts in Chicago. This was news to me but, seeing how I shelled out a bunch of money to the city… I figured I’d share this tidbit with you. After tracking down my missing car yesterday, I showed up at Central Pound this morning to pick up my…
I’ve been adding some more insulation to the windows. Seems to be doing fuck all, but now there’s a thin layer of transparent plastic between my comfort and the artic chill. Ha ha! *puts hands on hips* Take that, cold air mass! You’re no match for my taped up Saran Wrap!
So let me get this right, Chicago. I find an illegal spot to park, loaded with clearly marked No Parking signs. And what do you do? You turn the other cheek. You throw caution to the wind and for six glorious months, you tell me that all is forgiven. No guilt, no regrets. And this…
by Felix Jung Love returned is warmth and brilliance,the sun in all its anger and benevolence.Blinding hot, a slow explosion rollingforth as wide as planets, seemingly inexhaustible. Flowers arch their backs,the birds wake up, take flight and sing.All-encompassing, it spreads acrossthe hemispheres until the day is lit. But for every sun, there are a thousandmoons….
Some time ago, I stumbled across chicagobloggers.com. I held off registering my site for a few weeks, but finally gave in a day or two ago. For the most part, I’ve scanned through their listings… and the majority of the blogs listed seemed to be pre-made blog sites, where the owners decided to update once…
While I was a graduate student at Ohio State University, I had the good fortune to take a Literary Bibliography class taught by Jim Bracken. The man has forgotten more about research than I will ever know. One of the more memorable things I learned in his class was the maleability of text, and how…
Last week, I purchased a big box of manilla envelopes and some labels (for my laser printer). I’m trying to slowly gather the pieces that I need to send poems out into the world once again. The only thing that’s missing is the actual writing. :| I’ve been scribbling ideas down, but nothing of substance…