The Asshole Book Club is back. Also, Halloween is over, but it doesn’t mean you can’t hear about “The Wicked Witch of Bucktown” who wreaked havoc over several days in the late 1990s. In the meantime, enjoy this pic of Revolution Brewing’s Fist City pale ale.
Essays, Interviews, Observations, Pop Culture, Stories, and other Dodginess
Posts by Liffey
“Talk Bosnian to me.” It was the third time I asked Fadila to speak her native tongue into my ears. But she would have none of it as we walked through the quad on an unseasonably warm fall afternoon at our Midwest college. I was about to ask her a fourth time when I noticed her gaze off to the right and above. “Why is there always someone in that window?” she said. I knew why and I couldn’t tell her. The window in question was on the second floor of my dorm. It overlooked the quad, and it was different from other windows in that nobody appeared to ever be in them, and they never appeared to open. And when someone was in…
You have to read it to believe it. Consider it part of “The Young Martens” series. Which you can read here. Among other things, is it true the leader of a well-known band wrote a song in this particular stall? Is this tale going to be dodgy? Probably. In the meantime, here’s a photo Liffey took on the Chicago’s southside while on a bike jaunt waiting for a bridge to lower near Lake Michigan. Nice urban graffiti. Cheers! Will be up by Oct 10!
The Dodgy 