$23.95: audiobook version of John Waters’ Carsick because I needed something to listen while flying LA to Chicago. (Hey, that sounds like a Sade song). Audiobooks are expensive but my eyes need a rest sometimes. I had to save them for my own reading at Women and Children First Books.
$4: six-pack of bottled water for hotel room and two Clif Bars
$18.38: shared Uber to Wicker Park from Hyatt Regency O’Hare and back.
$22.92 canvas Doc Martens, $50 minus the friend discount.
The summer of 2005 was a fine time to be 26 and an even finer time to have a dream. All around me, people were going big by purchasing homes or committing as heavily as they could to can’t-miss ventures or, in a lot of cases, reinventing themselves entirely: friends and colleagues were moving into two-, three- and four-bedroom "smart investments" all across Chicagoland while locked in an arms race with people "chasing the dream" in oddball lines of work to see who could "live more fully." I, wise young man that I was, set my heart on joining the ranks of the latter.
The city of Chicago has just announced a partnership
with Kickstarter called Seed Chicago which aims to use the trendy crowdfunding platform to finance economic development in the city's poorer neighborhoods.
If the virtual grocery store offers jalapeño jam, I may consider it some more.