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Sunday Morning Reading

Taking a breath

It’s been a crazy whirlwind of emotions lately. A death in the family. Keeping up with the grandkids. Celebrating my wife’s latest theatre gig. With that, Sunday Morning Reading is on hiatus this week.

Enjoy your Sunday, while I enjoy time with the grandkids. (If they don’t wear me out!)

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What A Day! What A Night!

That was some humdinger of a day and night yesterday. First up, we celebrated the grandson’s graduation from pre-school.

We followed that up by taking the grandkids across the state of Michigan to see Hope Summer Repertory’s production of Always Patsy Cline, featuring their “Grandma T” playing Louise. We weren’t the only family there for that evening’s fun and celebrations, as others made their way in from Chicago.

Watching two youngsters (4 and 2) watch their grandma on stage was a delight for this cynical SOB of a grandpa, let me tell you.

It was quite a day. And in many ways, the weekend and the crazy week ahead is just beginning.

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Congrats To The Grad!

Pomp and Circumstances

Congrats to my grandson Sylvester, (we call him Sly) on graduating from pre-school today.

Glad I got to attend the ceremony with his proud parents, and his oh, so skeptical sister. Her time’s coming. Now, on to bigger and better things in kindergarten this fall and beyond.

Spider-Noir: A Mini Review

Not great, but great fun.

The Chicago Cubs have decided to essentially quit acting like a professional baseball team. Chock-full of talent, yet seemingly unable to play the game. My wife is away on a theatre gig. (The show opened wonderfully last night.) So I decided I needed an entertaining distraction and queued up Oren Uziel and Steve Lightfoot’s Spider-Noir, now streaming on Prime Video. Bottom line, it is a stylish, entertaining distraction, and a treat for fans of the noir genre.

I won’t call the eight-episode series great by any means, but the fun makes up for it. Taking yet another Marvel Comics hero from yet another alternate Marvel universe, Spider-Man Noir, and bringing him to the screen minus the “man” in the name, this version follows an aging private investigator, who is also a web-slinging superhero, through a depression era New York City in the 1930’s. Fighting with his past and the bad guys, it’s a bit of a romp that at times can’t decide what it wants to be, but in the end sticks the landing.

You get a choice of two ways to view the series. In what the filmmakers call Authentic Black and White or True-Hue Color. I recommend the black and white version. I checked out the True-Hue Color but that’s not for me. Your mileage may vary, but hey, the word “noir” is in the damn title, so follow the lead you’re given.

Nicholas Cage stars as the troubled leading superhero who isn’t sure he wants to be one. Down on his luck. Tough times. Hard bitten. (Literally.) He’s at times a bit over the top in that Nicholas Cage kind of way, but weirdly it works as the choices largely hold up, even as they often veer the show into comedy more than the hard-boiled wit I associate with the genre.

Brendan Glesson gives a boffo performance as the big bad in the show. Jack Huston and Andrew Lewis Caldwell as Flint Marko/Sandman and Dirk Leydon/Megawatt bring fun and serious menace to their characters trapped and wrapped in one of the show’s central mysteries. The rest of the cast fills their roles nicely and everyone enjoys chewing the scenery at one point or the other.

As to the production, the black and white version looks terrific. It’s full of all the shadows, cigarette smoke, femme fatales, crooked pols, gangsters, grit, lots of rain, period music, and all the clichés you expect from a noir detective mystery. The occasional nods to other noir classics are added treats.

The story gets more convoluted and drawn out than I think it needs to, but that’s the name of the game in streaming entertainment these days. Even so, in the end, it’s a cut above the rest, and filled the bill I was looking for. Indeed, a fun and entertaining distraction.

Hot Dogging It

Fun times in the city

Yesterday I took a stroll through the neighborhood to once again visit the Windy City Hot Dog Fest. It’s an annual weekend event for hot dog lovers and street fair aficionados, blocking off Milwaukee Avenue for a few blocks in front of the under renovation Portage Theatre.

Of course visitors can order up a typical Chicago hot dog, but that’s not the point. There are also a few exotic creations available. I mean, you can get a typical Chicago hot dog any day of the year, but ordering up a rattlesnake and rabbit sausage is something else entirely. I did order up one of those, along with a snapper and alligator sausage as well. Both were excellent.

In addition to the hot dogs there’s a variety of beers available as well as the other street or county fair staples like funnel cakes and of course corn dogs.

There’s even choices for those not looking for hot dogs.

You can also find all of the usual civic and social organizations with booths and information, as well as a variety of merchants selling their non-edible wares.

What impressed me the most this year was the large number of families with small children enjoying the day, the food, and the fun. I’m sure they’ve been there in past years, but this year I was struck that so many chose to take a break from all of whatever we’re living through to enjoy fun, food and the day together on a few blocks in a very wonderfully diverse city.

More shots in the gallery below.

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End Of A Crazy Wonderful Week

Too much fun was had

Well we survived. At least I think we did. We’ve spent the last week with the grandkids and to quote their father, “these two will run you into the ground.”

A side-by-side composite of two outdoor photos taken on a wooden deck.
In the photo on the left, an older man with short gray-brown hair, a beard, and a gray t-shirt smiles warmly while giving a young child a shoulder ride. The child, with shoulder-length light brown hair and a tank top, grins down at the camera while holding onto the man's head. The background shows the back of a house with large sliding glass doors and a hanging basket of pink flowers.
In the photo on the right, a young toddler with blonde, wavy hair smiles widely while sitting on a colorful toy ride-on scooter. The toddler is wearing a pink, sparkly Disney Princess dress. The front of the toy scooter features bright purple, green, and yellow buttons on the handlebars.

We met some ground. That’s for sure. But it was a delightful time that I wouldn’t trade for any other as bonds get stronger, laughs got louder, and they keep figuring out all my grandpa tricks.

Rare Moments of Stillness

Contemplating next moves

My two grandkids are usually in constant motion, so it’s rare when I have a camera ready when they aren’t.

A side-by-side composite image features two separate photographs of two young children with light brown hair, appearing pensive or downcast in different outdoor settings.

Somehow I’m more anxious when they’re still and thinking.

It’s been quite a week so far, and it is no way close to over.

Spring Nights In The City

Weird meteorological magic

Sometimes the city calls to you and begs you to pay attention.

A wide-angle, low-light shot captures a busy urban intersection at twilight in Chicago. In the foreground, a prominent black traffic light pole features a glowing green light and a "One Way" sign pointing left, heavily adorned with stickers. A black metal trash can sits on the brick sidewalk nearby.

Certainly on some early Spring evenings, when the air is clear, and there can still be a chill in the air.

You may want to escape a jacket during the day, but it brings comfort as the sky darkens. You may curse the morning chill, but not that of the early evening.

Because you know as the weather warms, the city works its weird meteorological magic and the air warms up with the setting sun as the heat of the day escapes the streets and the buildings.

In the Spring, in the early evening, the city calls to you, and says enjoy it while you can.

Things You Run Across On A Walk

Put a fork in it

With the weather finally warming I’m getting back into the habit of taking a good long walk each day through the neighborhoods surrounding my digs. I have to admit I got out of that habit during this past winter with family travels and other things on the agenda.

Occasionally I stumble across something new, or at least something I don’t remember. This wooden sculpture of a sausage skewered on a fork in a local dog park is one of those things. A clever bit of whimsy on a nice afternoon.

We can all use a bit more whimsy these days.

Sometimes Nature Stares Back At You

Sometimes Mother Nature stares back at you with a face of her own.

A detailed close-up shot of a single pansy flower, centered within a bed of its own green leaves. The flower has two large deep-purple upper petals, while the lower central petal features a vibrant yellow patch with a dark violet or maroon mask pattern that has radiating lines. A white, slightly textured brick wall is in the background.

Best not to look away.