I met a cute Japanese girl who liked IPAs who said her mom was one of the screaming fans at the famous Cheap Trick at Budokan concert. I walked her out of my apartment where my upstairs neighbor, Miss Weregun, was outside shaking out a hand vacuum. Whatever was coming out of it kept blowing back in her face. She was swearing at it, saying things like “You fuck.” She looked at me and Samira. “Wipe that ass off your face,” she said. I don’t know who Miss Weregun directed that comment to, it probably could have been correct either way. This was in June. Later that night I went to a festival on Division Street (“Do Division”). It’s one of those fests where…
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Kind of a follow-up to “The Serbian Girl with Green Socks.” The Serbian Girl with Green Underwear is next on The Dodgy. And just a note. All apologies for extended time between posts/stories/interviews. But as I’ve mentioned before, I’m hard at work finishing the book based on some of the essays on the blog, which of course, is called The Dodgy. In the meantime, enjoy this pic of a couple of stray Chicago kitties that I’m calling Quencher and Mickey.
Once on Valentine’s Day, I kissed a girl when it was so cold outside our lips nearly froze together. Once on Valentine’s Day I kissed girl in Dublin who looked like the offspring of the band My Bloody Valentine. Once on Valentine’s Day I opened the door to Chicago reclusive author Clive Javanski’s apartment and saw my weird upstairs neighbor Mrs. Weregun pulling off his red sweatpants. Once on Valentine’s Day we had a bonfire at the beach and Clive’s red sweatpants caught on fire. Once on Valentine’s Day I received a Valentine’s card from a girl with a heart on the front and on the inside it read, “Fuck off.” Once on Valentine’s Day I went to a party and the only red…
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