Celebrity Deathmatch: Chicago vs Cleveland
In all honesty, I have no authority to write about current Chicago happenings at the moment, because I’m missing each and every one of them. That’s right, I’m stuck in Cleveland. Why the picture of the dog? She’s the reason I’m here. I flew 350 miles to watch my friends’ dog while they’re zipping down Aspen’s trendy ski slopes. And how is this relevant to Chicago Metblog? Let me tell you. Devoted readers, you must cherish the hallowed Chicago ground you tread on day in and day out, even if you just tripped on that goddamn busted pavement square again or shoe-squished errant canine fecal matter, because a few too many dog owners are laboring under the misconception that snow neutralizes their pet’s crap. Love every minute of it.
The people, the restaurants, the smells, the public transportation (which goes hand in hand with the aforementioned smells), the politics, the shops, the shows…Chicago offers a little bit of everything for everyone, something I failed to appreciate fully until I spent ten days in Cleveland–so enjoy it, people!
[Photo courtesy of Luke Schierholz.]