Posts in category "Memoir"

Happy Birthday, Dad

Happy Birthday, Dad
Born January 25, 1947, my father would have been 68 today. Time is definitely relative, as it seems entirely young to die in your early 70s at this point, when growing up, dying in your 70s seemed perfectly right and normal. A lot of that has to do with advancements in modern medicine and technology... Read more »

The State of the Union

Dad. You didn’t watch this¹ tonight. You didn’t listen to Chris Matthews and The Rachel Maddow Show and whoever else is on MSNBC. You didn’t listen to the endless chatter and patter and clatter that is the 24 hour news cycle, driving me crazy. At least the blessing was at least you listened to the... Read more »

Lucky Thirteen

Saturday, January 12, 2002. The previous night wasn’t really interesting or spectacular in the history of my drinking and drug use; in fact, there was no drug use at all. Insofar as drunk went, I wouldn’t have ranked it in the top 500. It was just a night out, a pleasant buzz. But in the... Read more »
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A Long December, Indeed

Lyrics written by Adam Duritz I think Adam Duritz, and by proxy, the Counting Crows, are often an easy target for scorn and ridicule. People mock Duritz’s whiny tone and his penchant for maudlin melancholia. I have always had a soft spot for them, though, and “A Long December” has long held tenure as one... Read more »

The Dead And Dreaming

Introductory sidebar parts one and two (to spare you the footnotes, since there’s already a video and lyrics at the bottom): 1: I didn’t really want to write a blog post today, already headed toward fucking up “blog every day in November,” and I had started a post when I got home from work last... Read more »

It's The Day Of The Dead And That Includes Me

November 1st. Day of the Dead. Isn’t that quaint? I don’t know what to do, you guys. I honestly don’t know what to do. I’m blogging in the attempt to maybe get on that blog a day in November shit, but honestly even when I’m in a good space I can’t ever seem to follow... Read more »
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Getting Back To The Business of Blogging

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She's Hello Kitty. Of COURSE She's A Cat. Are You Effing Kidding me?

There was a Blogapalooza hour tonight — it’s where ChicagoNow writers write on a specific topic in 60 minutes. I missed it tonight, but had a post brewing when I got home. Turns out that my post fits into the “Write a letter to someone or some entity with whom you have had a disagreement”... Read more »

Instead, I Will Give Zero ...

…Fucks. There. A compromise to spare you from the word “fuck” in the headline, but not some sort of amalgam of letters and sympols so as to make it seem more palatable. I know what f*ck is. I know was assh*le is. If I’m the type to be offended by language (clearly, I’m not), I’d... Read more »
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Happy Birthday, Seth Avett

Happy Birthday, Seth Avett
I am a music lover. With many things in my life, I tend toward extremes. If I am in love with a band, I’ll see them repeatedly — as much as my pocketbook and schedule will allow. My current love is the eponymic entity The Avett Brothers. The people lending their name to the group... Read more »