In which the creator of this blog will attempt to document 365 days of his life with at least one photograph per day. An attempt to revive some artistic creativity currently well buried in a trained attorney's mind and body. All things dear to him will be documented: family, friends, his home, his dog, music, food, sports, and his camera.
Friday night a group of 30 or so friends said "see you later" to the inimitable Todd Devlin Milligan, who has decided to take his talents to Austin, Texas, to pursue a career opportunity. While we are sad to see Todd leave Chicago, we are excited for him and applaud the courage he has exhibited by following his gut and making this difficult decision. For any who have met him, Todd is one of a kind. He will be missed dearly, but we know we will see him again someday soon on dancin' on 6th Street in Austin or creepin' on Division Street in Chicago. Todd is pictured above, inexplicably blowing a vuvuzela on a trolley last night. See you sooner, hopefully than later pal. Tear it up in Austin.
A work related one day trip to St. Louis brought me (along with my gracious hosts, The Guymons) back to one of my favorite STL spots, a true dive with excellent pizza pies, the Black Thorn Pub. A hole in the wall if there ever was one, this gem is tucked away in a residential area of the Tower Grove neighborhood. The beer is cold, the pizza a hot (and spicy), shuffleboard is a must, and people affix dollar bills to the ceiling with thumb tacks (by folding quarters into the dollar and tossing the expensive customer crafted decor at said ceiling). You can't find a place like this anywhere else on Earth.
The Tallest Man on Earth put on a stellar show at the Park West on Wednesday night. Armed with one electric and one acoustic, Kristian Matsson expertly plucked and picked his guitar strings and howled his distinctive grisly voice to absolute perfection. It was a great Wednesday night.
It is not every day one comes across a real live praying mantis in Chicago. Are you kidding me? I was pretty pumped to see this guy just chilling on the sidewalk. Unreal.
Lauren and I have vowed to take on and master the American culinary classics. This Monday, Lauren cranked out this lovely Chicken Pot Pie (or Chicken Pot Pan). We had our portions and it sure was comforting and delicious... Now if we only have 5 other dinner guests to finish the rest...
On Friday, Lauren and I traveled north to Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. Saturday, along with some friends, we will embark on the Fat Tire Memorial Bike Tour around the entirety of beautiful Lake Geneva. The ride, which raises college scholarship money for local students, is punctuated by several stops at the finer drinking establishments in the Lake Geneva area. Hence the conversion of my hockey helmet into a make shift bike helmet... Safety first.
Thursday night, Lauren, Doug, Michelle, and I traveled to the South Side to say adios to the Sox for the season. The Twins completed a sweep of the South Siders, and in doing so, dashed any final hope the Sox had of catching the Twins to win the AL Central and make the playoffs. It was a classicly cool autumn evening and a great game filled with homers and bean balls. One last dog with grilled onions was consumed. Goodbye until next spring. It is football season... (and as I write this the Bears are 2-0!).
One of the many things I love about Lauren is that she likes to keep flowers around our home... The pictured blooms greeted me on the dining room table as I arrived home from work today...
A little golf. A little dinner. Several bars. Multiple drinks. The Bachelor Party came and went with a solid bar crawl ending at our favorite Saturday Night haunt, Baby "Thug" Atlas, AKA the basement of Lakeview bar Matilda. A great time was had by all... we think...
Tonight, a bachelor party weekend begins. Pictured on the right you have my closest and oldest friend Doug (and our buddy TO Double D). Doug will wed his lovely fiance Michelle this November. This weekend we celebrate the end of his bachelorhood...
Headed out to Addison today with long time good friend Doug and his brother Dan to hit the links at Maple Meadows. The golf was decent, the weather was blustery, and a good prep round was had by all (Saturday we'll have a go at the challenging Harborside International Golf Center for Part One of Doug's Bachelor Party). As we waited for the group ahead of us to clear the green, I spotted this lone tree that reminded me of the one that appears in the opening credits of Six Feet Under. Man, I miss that show...
Three brave souls (pictured at a post game watering hole) traveled to Wrigley Field on Sunday to say goodbye to the Cubs and Wrigley Field until next spring. The weather and the ambiance were unparalleled, but the quality of play on the field, sadly, conformed to reputation and fell short of expectation. Though the Cubs won the weekend series against the NY Mets, the North-Siders dropped this game 18 to 5. Typical...
Good friends Tommy and Doug came over for dinner and drinks tonight. House guests mean fresh flowers (in part to block the cord that connects the TiVo to our television) and Lauren bought some outstanding thistle.
Sometimes work takes me to the most beautiful places... Today, the 3rd Municipal District in Rolling Meadows, Illinois... This courthouse is known affectionately around the office as M3 or Rolling Ghettos...
Due to the self imposed Monday holiday stemming from Lou Fest and Jeff Tweedy Day (observed), Tuesday was my Monday. The back portion of our home is all windows and they face east, standing tall against the rising sun. Morning light pours in to our home and serves as a natural alarm clock... Happy Monday, even if it really is Tuesday... time to get to work...
Today, a return from St. Louis. The closure of LouFest brings with it a likely end of the summer concert season. It was a great way to bring the season to an end. Festival concert hat (pictured) will likely be retired until next summer...