I first spotted the tattered fabric flapping in the wind while sitting at a red light on Lincoln Avenue. When the light turned green, I could see the full sign as I moved forward. There’s something about the way paint deteriorates when applied to brick. I love what...
It happens after every big snow in Chicago: residents shovel out a parking space and stake their claim with random objects. Technically, “Chicago Dibs” is illegal, but city officials look the other way for a couple days before they issue a statement that...
It was one of those perfect days on the bike: I felt great, and the day was bright and crisp. Not long after starting out, I was stopped at the light at Armitage and Western when I felt someone ride up behind me. I turned, smiled, and we simultaneously said,...
I was riding down Wrightwood just past Kostner when I spotted him in middle of the grassy parkway that separates the street there. He was doing some type of meditative movement. Tai Chi perhaps? Whatever it was, it was mesmerizing to watch. I also spotted his Giant...
I’ve been in a bit of a funk for the last month. During those times it’s easy to forget that riding actually helps ease whatever ails you. This is just what the doctor...
