This past week or so, I’ve been dealing with some rather nasty business. To be blunt about it, I’m not getting married anymore. Now you, dear reader, are probably thinking why would I bother to write about this here.

Quit simply, my former bride-to-be might as well have been the author of that little gem that Lauren talked about in an earlierpost. Granted, we had a few other problems, but they could all be summed up in her hatred for a city that I love. I find a hatred for a city like this to be incomprehensible.

The best thing about all of this mess is that I am now completely free to rediscover Chicago without any strings attached.