Monday, July 30, 2007

My Kinda Town

That's right, it is my kind of town, because after months of traipsing all over town like the proverbial headless chicken, I once again have a routine. I am once again an ordinary Chicagoan.

I have two jobs, two kids, but only one wives. I spend a chunk of my day staring at a computer monitor inside the Federal Reserve building. I take my coffee at the Monadnock. I cross Federal Plaza hurriedly, trying not to look up the Dirksen. Iffy spot there, you know, gotta keep your head down. Family Secrets? What Family Secrets? I don't know nothing.

I get off the Red Line at Addison along with throngs of drunken sportsfans, except I am there to pick up my daughter from pre-school. You know, when I was a kid, I used to wonder what it would be like to live next to the Bernabeu or the Maracana. Now I realize that it's not as glamorous as I thought. Of course, those that live in the vicinity of those other venues occasionally have something to celebrate. Perhaps their sportsfans know how to properly interfere with play.

I ride the Red Line with my daughter all the way up to Stella, where she promptly, and rather deftly, pours herself a cup of water from the water cooler, and then goes for the cookies in the display case. I knew there was a reason we started this project.

After I close up at night, I take a bus home. Our family logistics preclude me from having a car at that point. Oh well, good riddance. Who needs a car when you can one-fifty-one it home at all hours? Like I said, my kind of town.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

Do The Right Thing

I have today's forecast.

HOT!!!

I ain't no Mister Señor Love Daddy. Instead, I have this pizzeria coffee shop. I think I should hire a delivery girl to walk iced lattes over to sleepy neighbors. Wait a second, I already have one. And I used to be a fine delivery boy myself, in my younger and more vulnerable days.

And so, today, on this hot as a mother Sunday, we deliver to the neighborhood.

773-301-9584.

Call us!

Friday, July 6, 2007

We Are Open!

That's right, we are open for business, we even have customers and everything. There is a dude in the back of the shop using the WiFi on one of the couches.

So, if you are not in Union Pier splashing around in the lake, come on by!

 
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