Good morning, Twitter. I come to you today to discuss a serious scourge sweeping our nation: Feline shoe huffing. Once fringe, this frightening addiction is now growing out of control. Please, speak to your cats about the dangers of shoe huffing. It only takes one shoe, one time. pic.twitter.com/vjU6xirJVt
St. Patrick’s Day never quite happened this year (2020) in Chicago; any green in the Chicago River was come by naturally. Weeks later, the bar looks more than a little forgotten and forlorn. You’ll pardon me, I hope: I did not miss the celebration. St. Patrick’s Day, in Chicago, seems to be an excuse for drinking to excess with the illness and the intoxicated stupidity that alcohol usually entails. Not to worry: You won’t find me glowering in judgement at all the partying masses. Instead, a long hot bath and early bed is my way of marking the day. Top o’ the morning to ye! Right. I’ll speak less loudly, then.
Maybe in 2021, we can all be Irish again for a day. I might even join you for a drink.
The park, and the nearby Touhy Avenue, are named for one of the major investors in the Rogers Park Building and Land Company, the enterprise that subdivided and sold the land where the Rogers Park neighborhood is located. In fact, many of the east-west streets in Rogers Park are named after the Company money bags.