Since I’ve moved to Chicago, I’ve found that I just don’t understand people who take summer vacations. I don’t mean a weekend in Wisconsin or a trip to visit friends. I mean the kind of vacation you save up for: exotic beaches, pool boys, drinks with umbrellas in them. People, Chicago summers are not a thing to be escaped. Make your week-long beach escape sometime in February and hang around here between May and October. Here is a list, one sure to be added to, of what I want to do this summer. Are you gonna join me or what?
Who’s in?
UPDATE 05.23.09:
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current book: Nearly done with Junot Diaz’s The Brief Wonderful Life of Oscar Wao.
current music: Lots of old favorites: Old 97’s, Margot and the Nuclear So-and-So’s.
current socks: It’s sandal weather! PRAISE BE!
Posted May 19, 2009
3 Comments »A story in pictures.

I think “fair” might not have been the word weather.com was looking for to describe the sunshine yesterday. Perhaps… “pointless.” I live exactly one mile from a very large body of water, so the above wind chill is not really a hypothetical. This is how I handled it:
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A. SmartWool long underwear (first layer, legs).
B. Wool tights (second layer, legs).
C. Real clothes (third layer, all over). My office tends to be pretty hot, so I have to be careful not to go overboard: just a shirt, sweater, and jeans.
D. Polypropylene sock liners (first layer, feet).
E. Knee-high SmartWool socks (second layer, feet. Third layer, not shown here, is a pair of waterproof, fleece-lined boots).
F. SmartWool gloves (first layer, hands), hand-knitted wrist warmers (second layer, hands), thick wooly glittens (third layer, hands).
G. Hand-knitted scarf worn under coat (I).
H. Hand-knitted hat worn under coat (I).
I. Coat, which LL Bean has “comfort rated” at 0˚ F.
J. One-foot by six-foot double layered boiled wool scarf, wrapped twice around my neck and pulled up to my eyes, as seen here.
K. Hood, worn over hat (H).
But, good news! It might warm up to freezing this week!
Posted January 17, 2009
3 Comments »My friend Rosie left a comment in a previous post asking what I wore to run during Chicago’s miserable winters. I thought the answer deserved its own post in case it might help somebody else overwhelmed by all the high-tech winter running gear out there. Winter running really isn’t my favorite thing, but I don’t belong to a gym (and I hate treadmills anyway). If you’re like me, don’t give up because it’s too cold—with the right clothes, you can enjoy a run in nearly any kind of weather. (Well, except maybe the sub-sub-zero temps we’re in for the rest of the week. Nearly any kind of weather).
The absolute basics are a pair of running tights and three top layers: a baselayer, a mid-layer, and a windbreaker layer. (I don’t own the exact products linked to above, but they are pretty similar to my favorites). You should dress for weather about 15 - 20 degrees warmer than the actual temperature, and you should feel chilly when you first go outside—if you’re toasty warm from the first minute you step out, you’ve overdressed.
If you only buy one pair of bottoms, I’d suggest something that fits close to your skin. Expect to spend about $70 on them. I prefer pants from a vanity standpoint (I hate having my butt encased in spandex; the pants’ looser fit is at least a little more flattering), but everytime the loose material around the ankles flaps in the wind, you’re sending more cold air straight up your legs. Brrr.
Since I prefer running pants over tights, and because I need the extra warmth, I wear a pair of SmartWool lightweight bottoms underneath the pants, which can double as long underwear underneath my work clothes during the week. SmartWool is great because natural fibers don’t get as stinky as synthetics; the brand Icebreaker is apparently even better, though I haven’t tried them yet.
Those are all the basics, and any good running store will tell you the same things and help you find the right running gear. I suggest patronizing your local running store first; once you find brands you like, you might be able to save a few bucks at websites like runningwarehouse.com. (I still buy most of my running clothes at my local Fleet Feet; they have a good frequent buyer program, and I still prefer to try clothes on first).
A few more specific recommendations, based on several winters running in Chicago and Indianapolis:
Posted January 14, 2009
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current book: Home by Marilynne Robinson and The War of Art by Steven Pressfield
current music: Just my running mix, which got me through a “character-building” six-mile run in the snow and wind yesterday.
current socks: Mismatched SmartWools. They are both red snowflake patterns, though.
Posted January 11, 2009
1 Comment »I finally got back to Chicago today and collected two weeks’ worth of mail. Among the Christmas cards was a plain white #10 envelope addressed to me in a neat, all-caps hand. The return address is from “Halpert” on Ellsworth St. in Naperville. Odd, since I don’t think I know anybody in Naperville. Nor anybody named Halpert.
I opened the letter and found a two-page faux-typed “Christmas” letter (including a faux water ring on the back). I scanned both pages, which are below—you’ll have to click on them to enlarge, but I beg you to do so. The letter itself is pretty funny, but I have NO IDEA who sent it to me. (I don’t have a home phone, so my address isn’t listed). The return address on the actual letter is my work address (sans suite number), which is… coincidental? creepy? weird? Please, for the love of all things holy, if you sent this to me, let me know. It’s driving me crazy.
If you need further persuasion to enlarge and read, here’s the second paragraph for you:
To begin at the beginning. Many of you will have heard that, while walking home from mailing our holiday missive in early December 2006, I was struck in the temple by an Audi. Servilia and the kids feared the worst, and their fears were confirmed when I survived. I’ve long believed that there is something positive to learn from even the darkest event. However, I have been very, very wrong. Getting hit by an Audi is an uniformly bad thing.
Posted January 2, 2009
7 Comments »Before leaving for some gift-card spending this evening, I got out my gift card to put in my purse. Except that I accidentally left it on a desk upstairs in my parents’ house. Which I realized as I was being rung up at the bookstore. So. Tomorrow I return to sort out whatever return/re-buy issue I need to, which gives me at least 12 hours to contemplate my overspending.
Oracle Bones by Peter Hessler
Home by Marilynne Robinson
2666 by Roberto Bolaños
The Worst Hard Time by Timothy Egan
Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke (the hardback was remaindered for $6.98, what was I supposed to do?)
Oops?
Posted December 30, 2008
No Comments »I wrote a few weeks ago that I was determined to read at least half of the thirty unread books on my shelf before purchasing any new ones. I made it… well, a few weeks. Just before Christmas, I broke my pact and bought Anne Lamott’s Bird by Bird, which has been recommended to me by several people over the years. I would argue that it doesn’t really count as breaking my pact because I devoured it immediately. The reason I made this promise was to avoid purchasing books that would sit on my shelves, lonely and unread, while still more books stacked up around them. (I think Bird by Bird is worth its own post. Stand by.) I’ve followed the spirit, if not quite the letter, of my promise. Mostly.
But I just got a $50 gift certificate to a bookstore for Christmas. I already know I’m going to end up spending more than $50, but I am planning my purchases out carefully so as not to go too far over. And I’m planning on blowing the entire gift card before I leave Indiana, to save myself some sales tax (Chicago’s has recently gone up to 10.25%).
2666 by Roberto Bolaños was recommended to me by a friend, and it looks intriguing, and possibly a good book for the coming winter months (it’s 898 pages, which would hopefully distract me from at least a few weeks of miserable temperatures and falling snow). The Worst Hard Time by Timothy Egan, about the dust bowl of the 1930s, was recommended by a colleague as an excellent piece of nonfiction, and it looks quite good as well. I’m also thinking about Jhumpa Lahiri’s Unaccustomed Earth, since I’ve loved everything else she’s written, and What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami, which may provide some much-needed running inspiration as I gear up for another year of half-marathons and my second full marathon.
Have you read any of these books? What would you buy with $50?
Posted December 28, 2008
3 Comments »Welcome to southoftheloop.com! I’ve finally gotten everything moved from my Wordpress blog; there may be a few comments or photos missing here and there, but I’m kind of too lazy to deal with it. I think I’ve also finally gotten the new theme tweaked to my satisfaction, but you may still notice some changes in the coming weeks. Sorry ’bout that.
I’m going to try to recommit myself to at least once weekly blogging, so please change your bookmarks and RSS feeds to the new site, and stay tuned!
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current book: Nearly done with Gilead by Marilynne Robinson.
current music: Ryan’s Get-Me-Going Mix and Calexico’s Carried to Dust
current socks: Green-on-green stripeys, extra soft, with a red reindeer on the ankle.
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