CHICAGO CARLESS

(At least I didn’t go to Fisherman’s Wharf. Besides, cliched view notwithstanding, Alamo Square is a very groovy dog park).

Devyn and I are back from our coastal sojourns and it’s official: he wants to move to New York (eventually), and I want to move to San Francisco (yesterday if possible, please). The unbridled density and punishing beauty of SFO are mind boggling. Devyn reminds me San Francisco has earthquakes. Well, NYC has terrorist attacks. And unlike terrorists, the earthquakes aren’t actually trying to kill you. For now, we content in the midwestern middle.

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Gone off to San Francisco for the weekend, while Devyn goes off to spend some quality time with his best friend in New York. Our separate trips peg well our common proclivities. We both live in Chicago, the third-most densely settled city in America. Where do we go to get away from it all? The most and second-most densely settled cities in America.

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April wouldn’t have seemed complete without our now almost-monthly apartment fire. It was with great relief today at 5:45 a.m. I awoke to the gentle swooping of the rotor blades of the CBS 2 news ‘copter hovering outside my window, nigh 250 feet from the head of my bed.

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Loved the weather and hated to work today, so I skipped out to Grant Park — the long way, through Mill P, down past the massively rising Garden in a City tent, to Buckingham Fountain. While city workers made the fountain sputter on and off, cleaning out leftovers of clogging winter goo, I made comfy on a semi-shady bench and read Kerouac.

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In today’s Crain’s Chicago Business online, another look at New Yorkers versus Chicagoans, from the perspective of Gothamites who move here and do — or don’t — fit in.

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