dispatched from the chicago bureau desk, le 14 juin 2025
feature photo (to those who crap on my writing style):
weekly observations department:
I was driving up Sheridan, and other assorted little roads, this morning on a trip up to see my barber in Winthrop Harbor. It strikes me that I will not be seeing him much longer – in August, I’ll be moving down to South Elgin to be closer to work, but that would put me nearly two hours from his new location. I appreciate his work, but not nearly enough to spend half a day driving there and back.
On the drive, I had an ample amount of time to reflect – one of my trains of thought was prompted by a subdivision I saw called “Traditions on [forgettable street or area name]”. I am not entirely sure what thought this is supposed to evoke in me – what sort of “traditions” do they refer to, considering that 15 years ago, that patch of land was wetland and trees next to the old North Shore train line? In a similar vein, I found myself waylaid on my journey by a closure of Sheridan for something that called itself “Nostalgia Fest” in Zion. Whether it’s a pleasant callback for the “C’était Mieux Avant” types, or the last gasps of the corpse of a town that doesn’t know it’s dead yet is for you to decide.
unrelated writings department:
New job is going well. My father will come home again once they’re done with him in the city – the county is slow-rolling his death certificate, and I don’t want to drive down there twice – based on my last trip downtown (the return home from which took 2 hours), it’s not good for my blood pressure, not to mention my tires.
In that vein, I picked up a nail driving home from work Wednesday – decided to get the front struts done at the same time, in lieu of car shopping. New job, new house, I’d rather keep the good car and have one less thing I have to think about. Besides, Vivienne has been good to me over the years.
coups de cœur de la semaine derniére :
performance : Patricia Kaas – Il Me Dit Que Je Suis Belle, en live dans le Grand Studio RTL (2016)
i’d listen to her sing me a phonebook
chanson : Lenaïg – Je ne pense qu’à ça
facebook recommendations found me a good one
article : ‘No Kings’ protests fill streets in Chicago and suburbs
nothing is as american as a protest
éditorial : OnlyFans, Bonnie Blue, and the petting zoo: what a bleak indictment of modern Britains (London Evening Standard)
des pornographes – c’était mieux avant…
meme :
à demain, chéries !