Happy Birthday

Flower Drum Song

This is like an old Batman villain hideout...  "Pho Loan? Faux Cash... Funny money! The Joker!!"

Again, Red Ivy... really?

Purty. 

And that's who still uses faxes. 

Sheffield Avenue. 

Birthday Shenanigans. 

Party like it's 1914. 

The stadium closes at the end of this year. 

It's not a party till...

Sprung?

Irish Oak does Real Talk on Sunday.

You think you hate your job?

Corner of Clark & Roscoe. Get ready for Chicago's first Poutinerie!

Out of all the fan-purchased bricks in front of Wrigley Field, this is my favorite.

Corner of Clark & Diversey... fancy new Walgreens waiting for Spring.

Wrigleyville 2014: First Blood.

Where are the Snakes when we need them?

St. Patricks Day Record! Go Wrigleyville!

Check out the link above for the reports on the 2014 Wrigleyville record! We hit 21 arrests and 17 ambulance runs!

RedBull Mobile DJ truck blasting the tunes at 9am!

Two trolleys vomit 30 people each onto Clark Street. Most of them already have Solo cups in their hands. Again, it is 9am.

Another trolley.

Special security. Not for the street, just for Deuces. Seven men receiving their orders.

The t-shirt store next to Dimos. 

The shedding of the green.

City bus converted for private use disgorging more revelers.

Amublance #8 of the day.

There are many, many picture of vomit that I did not post. You're welcome.

Spring Awakenings

Rat tracks in the snow. Beautiful winter. 

Bank security guard in a comfy office chair. Constanza approved. 

Banksy prequel. 

Irish every weekend was St. Patricks Day. 

In Tokyo, the snow melts to reveal lovely cherry blossoms. Our snow melts to  reveal pounds of dog feces. That's the Chicago way. 

You know it's Spring when the Divvy bikes return. 

Freeze Dried

Dollop, on Clark & Belmont has a sense of weather humor. 

Freeze-dried vomit. 

The scratch off reveals a code and website to enter said code thereby betraying the promise of an "instant winner." Damn you SportzClips. 

What does BYCB mean? 

Chicago Slushies

"Be the..." Pink elephant? The hallucination alcoholics see? Get a proof reader, Clear Channel. 

Two feet in diameter. 5 inches deep. Frozen, filthy slush. 

Mostly full bucket of chicken in a snow drift. 

Chicago Marriott in Miracle Mile. 

Ya picked the exact wrong year to start up, Divvy. T'was a noble effort. 

Polar Bore Text

This was the entirety of a Saturday USA Today. There was nothing else- just cruise info.

Polar Vortex 1: Cold Ass Honkies

Kids, don't drink and Polar Vortex.

Ghost of Christmas Past

(Jeff Goldblum Voice)Uh, you do know you're in WRIGLEYVILLE, right?

More Ghosts of Christmas Past

This is where we are now, Chicago. This has to be posted.

Polar Vortex 2: Electric Ig-a-loo

TBOX- Love Hurts - 2013

It's that most wonderful time of year, TBOX! I'm sure it's great fun for the participants and the charities that some of the money goes toward is very nice, but for the residents and "normal" people of Clark Street it's a nightmare. Imagine 24,000 people (that was was estimated to be in attendance today) going to the bars contained on three/four blocks. Their sole purpose: to drink. And the drinking begins at EIGHT IN THE MORNING. There's screaming, vomiting, falling, fighting and then it happens again in 12 months. Here are some pics (click to enlarge) from this year's revelries:

This staggering "Tigger" kept weaving in and out of traffic as he attempted to hail a cab.

This gal kept hail non-existence cabs. When this car stopped at the red light she kept trying to get in to no avail. Eventually, she began to shout, "You have to unlock the door! Let me in!"

CPD embiggened the sidewalks with clever use of metal barricades. This was on both sides of the Clark street, from Sheffield to Addison!

DIMO's Pizza was a madhouse! Aaaaaa Maaadhousssse!!

Backpack friend comforts vomiting elf.

Go home, S&P Snowman. You're drunk. Also, that's a guy in a gorilla suit and a Christmas vest yelling into his phone.

The "best" vomit I saw. The other vomits were mingled into the snow and slush. 

The party began around 8am. Things started to calm down around 7pm. 

Hope you had fun, Susie! See you next year!