I’ve been busy.
Busy working, yes.
But also busy with Happy Hour (hello, Durkin’s). And busy with Cubs games (goodbye, White Sox).
Busy with concerts (on Southport). And busy with movies (at Village North, a quaint little place in Rogers Park).
Soon enough, it’s likely I’ll be busy with street fests, North Avenue Beach and who knows what the heck else.
At least, that’s the plan.
Pretty much, I guess, I’ve been busy with, well … with life in Chicago.
You know, as in actually having one.
Because, honestly, that’s a pretty novel concept for me.
After all, when you do things like, oh, spend 20 consecutive months working on Saturday nights from 5 p.m. to midnight at the Tribune Tower (yes, you read all of that right), it’s kinda hard to have much of one.
But now that I’ve shaken off the shackles of the newspaper biz and its wacky hours, I’m intent on finally fully enjoying a Windy City summer.
For the first time since I moved here in 2005.
So, as I ease back into the swing of this writing thing, I plan to blog here and blog there during the next couple of months –depending on how often my muse taps me on the shoulder – but I have no set schedule or expectations.
Which is a nice change of pace.
I spent five hectic years writing a column and then a blog “about life – and the people who live it,” but the irony of it was that often that group didn’t include me.
These days, though, I’m happy to say, it does.
But, all right, enough with all that sappy stuff.
Let’s get on with the show …
Obama-McCain do Lincoln-Douglas?
From the “Best Idea I’ve Heard All Month Department” comes a letter to the editor that was published June 6 in The (Ottawa, Ill.) Times by reader Larry Thomas …
“With an announcement that John McCain and Barack Obama are looking to debate each other several times in the Lincoln-Douglas style, I felt Ottawa should jump at the chance to be the host for the first one,” wrote Thomas, a resident of Ottawa, where on Aug. 21, 1858, the first of the famous senatorial debates between Abraham Lincoln and Stephen Douglas was held.
“Surely the mayor, or local Republican or Democratic parties, or Chamber of Commerce could make speedy contact to offer our city to the process,” Thomas continued, “This would be an outstanding forum to display and market Ottawa on a world stage.
“With proper security, it could even be conducted in Washington Square at the exact location of the first Lincoln-Douglas Debate.”
Seeing that 2008 marks the 150th anniversary of the Lincoln-Douglas debates and that the national political spotlight is currently shining on the Land of Lincoln due to Obama’s candidacy, I can’t think of a more ideal place for this year’s presidential hopefuls to meet.
Somebody in Ottawa seriously needs to get the ball rolling on this one.
After all, Abe and Steve are waiting.
Heck, so am I.
Seven Dirty Words, One Disappointment
When I was a senior at the University of Illinois, one afternoon in my Communications Law class we listened to comedian George Carlin’s famous stand-up bit “Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television” as part of an assignment.
While poking jabs at society’s language taboos during the bit, Carlin was both clever (which I admire) and crass (which I don’t mind — as long as it’s clever).
Two years earlier, however, when Carlin gave a free performance at Assembly Hall during an event to kick off my sophomore year, he was all crass.
And no clever.
So much so that me, my friends and hundreds of our fellow students proceeded to simply walk out on Carlin midway through his routine.
He was that offensive.
In today’s Chicago Tribune, reader Oren M. Spiegler of Upper St. Clair, Pa., opined this about Carlin, who passed away Sunday at 71:
“I will remember George Carlin as one of the funniest comedians of my lifetime. I regret that he was so intent on offending civilization as to render his material unsuitable for general audiences.”
On at least one occasion, his material was unsuitable for college kids, too.
And that’s saying something.
My Cousin Vinny
Is it just me, or didn’t new Chicago Bulls coach Vinny Del Negro always look more like an auto mechanic than an NBA player when he was with the San Antonio Spurs?
I’ll give him credit, the guy has cleaned up his look and looked quite dapper during his introductory press conference earlier this month.
And, while I don’t have the slightest idea if Del Negro can fix the Bulls, I’m hoping that maybe there is at least one thing he can at least fix.
Joakim Noah’s fashion sense.
Planet of the Grapes
While visiting my parents on Father’s Day, my mom told me that she had signed up for a wine club through the National Rifle Association.
(My mom doesn’t own a gun, mind you. She just likes owning an NRA card.)
I told her that it sounded like a good deal and, with a smirk, proceeded to ask if Charlton Heston’s likeness was on the bottles.
And if they had a flavor called “Damn Dirty Grapes.”
The 100-year Itch
When it comes to the Cubs, I can be a little over the top when it comes to my devotion
Anyone who knows me, knows that.
But, this season, I’m blowing even myself away.
Because, when I take my seat at tonight’s game at Wrigley against the Baltimore Orioles, it will already be my 19th Cubs game of the season.
I’m not 100 percent sure, but I think that’s already a career high.
At least it is until tomorrow night.
When I attend Game No. 20.
I told you I’ve been busy.
From reader Craig Burzych in today’s Tribune …
“The White Sox were right: Something really stunk at Clark and Addison this past weekend, but it wasn’t the Cubs and it wasn’t Wrigley Field.”
Man, I love baseball in Chicago.