Walking to work this morning, I stopped by to check out a new phone from Bored. Happy to see these guys back at it again, as it’s been a while since I’d seen anything in the area from them.
The last time I attempted this was maybe ten years ago, when I found a note in Wicker Park and tried to follow-up on my own. I never did hear how things turned out for Jason/Janeen, but maybe I’ll get lucky this time around… and someone will find my note.
Walking to work, I spotted one of two hand-written notes taped right outside the entrance of New Wave Coffee. The note reads: “ERIC – Thanks for the sweet note you left on my bicycle this past Sunday evening outside of New wave. Meet me for coffee at New Wave this Sunday, 8PM? – A “ridiculously cute” girl with a green bike”
Sitting down on the inbound Blue Line train this morning, I looked up and happened to see this guy. Just a regular dude, taking the CTA in to his day job. Just a regular dude, covered head to toe in silver paint.
It’s unfortunate that the alley near Milwaukee/Logan tends to get this kind of graffiti. But it’s often a little better than just indiscriminate tagging – as the graffiti almost feels like a conversation: sometimes an accusation, sometimes advice. Although who these words might be between, or who these words might be intended for is kind of a mystery.
Spotted this “Underage Drinking” ad on the CTA yesterday, on my way in to work. I had to stare at it a good while to make sure the whole thing wasn’t a joke. The longer I looked at it, the funnier it got.
On the way to work Monday morning, I happened to look up at the Logan/Milwaukee intersection and spotted a flash of pink. I was able to hand LLiz my umbrella as I fumbled for my camera, wanting to document this odd sight: a car sporting an incredibly large, and incredibly pink moustache on its grill.
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.