The End is Right Round the Corner

The parking lot between Irish Oak and Tryst is becoming a building. Thank G, we desperately need more sportsbars.

And the Clark n Addison Bar Louie is fini.

The photobooth in the Risque Cafe. Yay for the ole Chinky-Eyes!

The classic two-tiered vomit.

None of that identity theft or credit card fraud for these criminals... "Keepin' It Real!" All you need is a black n white striped shirt, a domino mask and a canvas sack.

Crash into Clark

The Chicago-branch of the Dave Matthews Band Revenge Squad makes it way to Wrigley.

If they like the light, saccharine tunes of Dave Matthews this is the perfect street food.

Joey's Brickhouse on Belmont is gone. They left some signs. "Mostly, we'd like to thank our landlord, Matt Wilbur. Even though it didn't work out we hope he gets what he DESERVES." Gulp. GL, Matt.

Last line: "It's scary not knowing what's next. It's even scarier staying when you're not wanted."

And "Eep Opp Ork Ah Ah" means "I Love You."

And in extremely scary news:

A 22-year-old Chicago man was arrested over the weekend for plotting to carry out a bombing outside a strip of crowded Wrigleyville night spots, according to the FBI.

They also alleged that Sami Samir Hassoun, of the 4700 block of North Kedzie Avenue, had previously discussed a number of violent plots in Chicago, including a biological attack on the city, poisoning Lake Michigan, attacking police officers, bombing the Willis Tower and assassinating Mayor Richard Daley.

More information here.

Ahhh, Fall.

Feathers fill the autumn air.

A restful slumber in the crisp evening does wonders for the soul.

Laura will not be attending, but Ron WILL be there.

That mint you like (Creme de Menthe?) is going out of style.

Junk food for thought.

False Advertising

Yet another bong shop. The IL Governor has banned "K2" (a marijuana substitute) and then an ABC news crew came by to ask the store about it. The store owners yelled at them and ripped down their signs. 30 minutes later, the same signs went back up.

Boy, these Jamba Juice sandwich wraps look great and big! What a bargain! Wait... under neath the sticker is a tub of sauce... the sandwich isn't' that big... what a rip-off!

Classy.

I'm to buy these and put them up in the "I Hate Clark Street" offices.

I was racked with indecision... the Redoubtable Zeppelin or the Dreaded Zeppelin?

the Irish Sell Out

If that was true you would have been arrested for defacing a streetlamp.

"Extreme Groping Grapping at Spring Break" Finally, truth in advertising.

Sadly, the Irish Oak has given in and lost the "pub feel." Giant TVs festoon the walls and now there are the Clark Street requisite servers with too much makeup and too little clothing.

If you look closely this trash (dumped out of a car apparently) is a masterpiece of racial stereotyping.

Beer Salad and Truth in Sigs.

If you open the e-mail program on the iPad at the Clark & Diversery Best Buy,

this is the signature.

Using the giant "I" on his varsity sweater, Letterman changes the "flatbread" to a "flatbird."

A local delicacy, the delicious beer salad. To go.

You probably can't see because of the godawful neon, but that's a newly renovated "tobacco and smoking accessories" store and directly across the street in the public trash is a empty case of Parliament cigarettes and the requisite Ed Hardy incense holder.

Signs of the Times part X

This is in a boutique window. This is sexist, right? I think it is.

The type of people who dress their kids like gangsters do seem like they would take advice from the top of a Reader box.

"Last night I stayed up late playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died."

Frankly, I don't find either of these butts attractive.