Coming out of Simone’s recently on 18th Street in Chicago’s Pilsen neighborhood, the girl I was with looked at this ad with me and said, “I want to fuck you in at least one of these rooms.” So began a night in Pilsen. Coming soon right here. Cheers.
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Aidan at the Warpaint show (or “I had to deliver fucking paint”) Aidan and I attended the Warpaint show a few weeks ago at beautiful Thalia Hall in Pilsen. Aidan talks about the show and why he was late, as do I (another run-in with neighbor Mrs. Weregun) in the next post that should be up this weekend. Meanwhile, I continue work on the book “The Dodgy.”
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…
The Dodgy 