My son is six years-old. It’s a fun age. Witnessing your progeny develop original thoughts on shared topics is a trip. He is starting to mention girls he thinks are pretty. He can sit through six innings… Read More ›
Wrigley Field
Why You Can’t Pay Your Roommate to Record Seinfeld.
After college I moved to Chicago and rented a dirty (partly our fault) & decaying (not our fault) 3-bedroom flat near Wrigley Field. My roommates were my brother and a high school friend. (NOTE: The friend, whom this… Read More ›
