Monday, September 10, 2012

Strike Headquarters


Relocated from the couch to the hammock. I'm not actually in the CTU yet, so I'm not required to picket. But also not allowed to cross the line, which for now means a lot of what you see here. If by some chance things continue into next week I'll be taking extra classes to speed up my graduate degree. I gotta admit I'm ambivalent about the issues, and I wonder if the CTU is more realistic and strategic than the shrill front they put forward. Not that I don't support CPS teachers, as I will join their ranks next year. But I don't feel the same us vs them struggle against the fat cats as in the lyrics to Solidarity Forever. I guess some would replace the fat cats with corrupt or at least self-interested politicians in this case, but I'm not sure I'm gonna lay that on Rahm etc.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

The View @ NLU

From the 6th floor library, looking east to The Art Institute and a sliver of lake beyond.

Friday, April 27, 2012

Not a Goldfish

But rather an orange traffic cone.

Thursday, April 26, 2012


Humboldt Park on a spring evening.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Dam Pictures


Last ones from the Vegas-area desert trip. We missed it driving to the Grand Canyon cuz you can't see the damn thing from the new highway bridge that these shots were taken from. Not from a car behind the high concrete barriers anyway. We missed it again when our boat rental on Lake Mead was cancelled due to high wind. But with some time to spare on our last morning, we made it out there before hitting up a casino buffet in Henderson. Great cap to the trip.



Monday, April 16, 2012

Postcards from the Mojave


A few more faves my recent trip out West. Above, the rings at Hole in the Wall. Below, my darlin preps out dinner at the Mid Hills campground. And last, a standoffish bull eyes me with caution, just off the road from Mid Hills to Hole in the Wall.



Saturday, April 7, 2012

Best Kept Secret on the Grand Canyon


Part of the western Grand Canyon is on Indian land, and they own the one road you can drive down to the bottom. You pay them for the privilege, and it's well worth it. We very cautiously drove our rental car down there last Friday (and then proceeded to get it stuck in sand, which is another story), and were two of six people that were camping that night. Two of the others kept to themselves down on the beach, but up in the dunes we made fast friends with the other two (related to the sand fiasco). And it was glorious. The half moon gave us plenty of light, and the stars we could see above the canyon rim were amazing. I'm not going to disclose the details of the place. You could track it down with a little internet sleuthing, but it's not well-publicized, and I think it's best kept that way. If you ask me nicely I might give you some personal tips about it.