I am a music psychic. Lately, I have been listening to the radio and thinking of a song and all of a sudden it comes on! I am thinking there is some money-making venture with this, like I could set up shop and tell people what song they are thinking of. People would pay me to do this, right?
Speaking of music, flannel is back in style. The Patagonia store on Clybourn is chock-full of flannel. I didn't even go in, I could just see the mass quantities of plaid blazing through the windows. On my to do list: dig up my old flannels and my Nirvana cds, buy some clove cigarettes and don't wash my hair for three months.
Speaking of flannel, did you know there is a gay bar in Lincoln Park called Manhandler? Thing is, it's been there on Halsted for years and years. And it's called manhandler, for goodness sake. Instead of asking for your ID, they ask what your safe word is. Worth checking out if you feel like a beatin'.
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