Tuesday, February 08, 2005
City of Chicago Honors Update
Sweet Home Chicago
(Photo Credit, Stolen 2005)
Okay, so maybe not the *whole* city. You will be pleased to learn the Monday Update was recently declared linkworthy by the Chicago Naughty Girl Chamber of Comedy. The swearing-in ceremony was held on February 8th at Navy Pier, and official “Tastes of Chicago” refreshments were served (beer brats, cheese fries, complementary angioplasty). Other awards will likely follow. I’ll keep you posted.
For those of you unfamiliar with Confessions of a Naughty Girl, she’s dedicated to the promotion and preservation of Golden Corral low-carb dining, Safety Dancing, Wanton Spooning, and relentless Vanilla Icing. Follow the link at left get in on the ground floor of a soon-to-be famous Southern writer who knows all the funny words and their correct sequence. You might remember her from junior high—she was the girl that made you laugh so hard during lunch that milk came out of your nose…
As many of you know, I spent some time in St.Charles, just West of Chicago (see earlier post, “Life Before Funifuti”). Eventually, I was asked to leave—some pish posh about felonious parking—but I still think of the city warmly, despite the bench warrants.
(Photo Credit, Stolen 2005)
Okay, so maybe not the *whole* city. You will be pleased to learn the Monday Update was recently declared linkworthy by the Chicago Naughty Girl Chamber of Comedy. The swearing-in ceremony was held on February 8th at Navy Pier, and official “Tastes of Chicago” refreshments were served (beer brats, cheese fries, complementary angioplasty). Other awards will likely follow. I’ll keep you posted.
For those of you unfamiliar with Confessions of a Naughty Girl, she’s dedicated to the promotion and preservation of Golden Corral low-carb dining, Safety Dancing, Wanton Spooning, and relentless Vanilla Icing. Follow the link at left get in on the ground floor of a soon-to-be famous Southern writer who knows all the funny words and their correct sequence. You might remember her from junior high—she was the girl that made you laugh so hard during lunch that milk came out of your nose…
As many of you know, I spent some time in St.Charles, just West of Chicago (see earlier post, “Life Before Funifuti”). Eventually, I was asked to leave—some pish posh about felonious parking—but I still think of the city warmly, despite the bench warrants.
