End Of An Era

Well, that's it. The apartment is empty. The storage space is full. My bags are heavy and the couch offers are piling up. Thanks be to caring friends.

It's the end of an era. I'll miss that crumbling mass of an apartment. The late nights spinning records, the crazy parties, the destructive sculptures, late night cigarettes on the fire escape and the rotating cast of roommates and neighbors. All good things begin and end.

The final scotch was drunk, the glasses clinked and the dust settled nicely into a mountain of garbage bags.

Goodbye to all that. Good riddence to the denizens of the South Loop who can't wait for two minutes for us to pack up a moving truck and feel the need to tell me about their taxpaying problems. We're out now. Hope you're happy! Gentrification in the Central Station! Goodbye to all that and good day to new beginnings.

Finally, goodbye to week-long gaps between reviews.

I'm back, I'm homeless and I'm ready to review with a fresh eye for things.