Last week I did some lunchtime writing, drinking, and eating (for the book version of this site) outside at the patio at Dusek’s Board & Beer in Pilsen. That was me, the pale, handsome, Irish-American guy walking down 18th Street holding journals in one hand and holding up my belt-less jeans with the other. They were falling down, what can I say? I met a pretty Chinese girl from Bridgeport at Dusek’s. She had nice arms and a perfect handwriting (and drawing skills). More on that in a future post. Anyway, I came across this little chain link fence art display while there. Actually it looks like a memorial of some sort. More stories and interviews coming very soon (latest essay is right around…
Essays, Interviews, Observations, Pop Culture, Stories, and other Dodginess
Posts from the “random dodgy” Category
Yes, the Return of the Asshole Book Club is coming (and the witch story). But during that Asshole Book Club, I told a story about one of my first real loves, and I realized it deserved a post of it’s own. I believe I’ve mentioned her before on this site (and she’ll be in the book I’m about finished with). But Dec. 1 at approximately 7:30 p.m., Central Time will be a new post, “Angela at The Store.” In the meantime, here’s a spooky pic of a Hornet’s nest I snagged on a Chicago-area trail on a gloomy autumn day. Cheers.
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