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Author Archives: Mr. Dan Kelly

Chicago writer interested in many things.

A Lunchtime Stroll, October 11, 2010

While I have an abiding interest in Chicago’s architecture, it dawned on me that I had yet to enter a number of my favorite buildings. So, I’m undertaking what I’ve decided to call the Lobby Project. I’ll see how far I can get into certain buildings—odds are I won’t make it past the lobby. And […]

The Rivoli

The Muslim Community Center at 4380 N. Elston Ave.—one of Chicago’s oldest mosques, I believe—has had problems in recent days. First-off, some brave, anonymous kook burned a Koran on their doorstep, while this week part of the their building’s facade crumbled off and injured a pedestrian. One good thing came of the latter event: the […]

Abominations

So, that’s five 100 (or so) pounders and one 50 to 60 pounder, as well as two younglings that, I suspect, aren’t going to make it. We turned them all over to see if they’ll pick up a bit more sun.

No! No! No!

The main pumpkin root shows its horrific face.

A Lunchtime Stroll, September 30, 2010

Walked north on Michigan, stopped in at Jazz Record Mart, then walked much of my original route to work (Montgomery Ward) in 1990. Much has changed, but more than I thought hasn’t. Kept heading north and wandered past Bughouse Square. Searched for the Dil Pickle Club alley but wasn’t sure if I found it. turns […]

They Conspired to Cover-Up the Financial Abuse, etc., Pt. 2

Grisly, Man

I recently finished a double-bill of non-survivalist media by reading Jon Krakauer’s Into the Wild and watching Werner Herzog’s film Grizzly Man. The thread running through both works is obvious—young to youngish fellow enters the Alaskan wilderness to escape civilization and become one with nature, eventually perishing when nature proves a terrible host. They’re both […]

A Lunchtime Stroll, September 27, 2010

Eyeful

I can’t believe it took me this long to see the damn thing. Kindly hipster strangers took the picture for me, though I have to wonder why composition is so hard for some folks (the eye is cut off on top). I mimed “turn it on its side” to them, but they didn’t get it. […]

MY PRECIOUSSSSSSSS…

I love my new coffee press. Sorry, I can’t orgasmically discuss its technological aspects, so please don’t “press” me to do so. See what I did there? “Press.” The note is from wiseacre co-workers who hadn’t seen me for two days because I was hiding in a meeting room proofing a big document—it’s the only […]