Posts tagged ‘local’

Primary Day

Today is primary election day in Illinois, but I don’t think I’ll be voting. Because the local officials, state representatives, and US representative from my area are always Republicans—and Illinois has an open primary system—I usually grab a Republican ballot and try to pick the least objectionable candidate. I assume Republicans in Chicago do the…


Journey back in time

Today I went to Kara, an engineering supply store, to get a pocket penetrometer and a pocket rod. Only civil engineers—the same people who talk abut “erection aids” without thinking about sex—could come up with product names like these. Kara is in Countryside, one of the closer-in western suburbs of Chicago. Its name may have…


The first thing we do…

In the business section of today’s Chicago Tribune, there’s an article about some bankruptcy attorney from Kirkland & Ellis. The photo that accompanies the article shows him in his office next to a gigantic portrait of John Wayne. The lawyer’s pose is sort of a mirror of Duke’s (I feel certain he calls Wayne “Duke”…


Discovering Logo

My older son is in an accelerated math program at his grade school, and a few weeks ago he came home talking about Logo. This surprised me. I didn’t think Logo was much in favor anymore, and my daughter’s experience in the Naperville school system (she’s in high school now) led me to believe that…


Day Trippers

Yesterday, mrsdrang and I took the train into Chicago to see the Pompeii exhibit at the Field Museum. Included in the day’s plan was a stop at The Berghoff for a last lunch there before it closes next month. It was a beautiful day, bright and brisk but not cold. A day sans children, a…


Yerkes

This weekend, I was in Williams Bay, Wisconsin at a “campout” with my two sons. We didn’t actually camp (we stayed in dorms at the George Williams College campus of Aurora University), and our times out consisted of going back and forth between buildings on the campus (mostly the dining hall and the gym) and…


What’s the matter with Kansas?

They suck. Through the reliably bad taste of our local middle-aged Jaycees, Kansas is playing at my town’s Labor Day festival, the Last Fling, and I’m a nonpaying and unwilling member of their audience. Although my house is a good mile from the stage, turgid rock has the power to carry for incredible distances. According…