Journalist, Author & Syndicated Columnist
Sure, everyone loves the holidays. But if the preparations and chores surrounding the season to be jolly make you want to spit out, “Bah humbug!” simmer down. There are plenty of people who’ll provide services to make your holiday that much easier. For a price, of course.
Lil’ Bow Wow is 13, loves basketball and has gone on tour with ‘N Sync. And when he made an appearance at Evergreen Plaza in southwest suburban Evergreen Park recently for a CD signing, more than 10,000 fans showed up. Not bad for a kid still in grammar school.
I narrate the show and it’s a very sexually oriented series. And I do start the show saying, “It’s all about sex.” But it’s also very relationship driven. We deal with a lot of other issues besides sex. I guess what I’m trying to say is that we’re not just a gay show. I think it’d be funny if we were a gay version of the “Sopranos.” We bring a guy in who thinks he’s going to get a makeover and instead, we whack him!
Back in the late 1940s, Wayne F. Miller was quietly documenting the South Side Bronzeville neighborhood with his expressive photographs. He didn’t play favorites. He shot–with equal enthusiasm–the city’s stockyards, steel mills, churches, nightclubs, celebrities and street scenes.
There are times when Amy Morton would rather not be directing_like when she perceives that her actors don’t like her. Never mind that it’s all in her head.
Brian Liesegang, front man for American Sunshine and former member of Nine Inch Nails and Filter, lives in Lincoln Park.
Whether it’s delicate houndstooth or bold tartan, plaid is back and it’s making a high-fashion statement. Forget the image of Steve Martin in a mismatched plaid, polyester suit on “Saturday Night Live.” Today’s plaid is showing up in shoes and handbags, as well as skirts and tops.
What the Spice Girls want–what they really, really want–is another hit album. But if early sales reports are any indication, their latest record “Forever” isn’t going to cut it.
Forget about 1,000 points of light. Michigan Avenue will glow with a million holiday lights when the ninth annual Magnificent Lights Festival kicks into gear Saturday.
As a 12-year-old in 1952, Bernard Shaw already was honing the skills that would make him one of the country’s top journalists. With his polite demeanor, intelligence and persistence, the scrappy kid from Chicago finessed his way into the Democratic Party convention_a feat he repeated four years later.
“God, Sex & Apple Pie” is being marketed as the next “Big Chill.” “Little Shiver” is more like it.
Two bicyclists, a chair and a tightrope. No, that’s not the name of a new ABC sitcom, but the components of the most thrilling act at this year’s Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey circus, which opened Wednesday night at Allstate Arena. Madrid’s Quiros High Wire troupe easily stole the show–not a simple feat considering the competition, which included dancing horses, impeccably trained elephants and the freakishly talented acrobat who, suspended from the ceiling by just her hair, juggled flaming batons.
A model stares at the camera. She is beautiful and her expression is blank. “It was fun,” she says of her life. “It was all fun, until it was not fun.” For the viewer, “Stardom” is not so much fun.
One out of every four homes in North America has a first-generation PlayStation. And it looks like a good chunk of those households are jonesing to get their hands on the new version of game console. PS2, which doubles as an entertainment center (it can play audio CDs and DVDs), promises mind-blowing graphics and sound.
Karen Duffy is digging around her purse. She isn’t looking for lipstick, mints or a comb. She is looking for morphine. The raven-haired former MTV veejay suffers from sarcoidosis, an incurable disease that attacks the central nervous system.
Who would’ve thought that a turtle could go up against Jackie Chan and hold his own? Not long after battling evil as a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, former Chicagoan Ho-Sung Pak found himself playing the heavy opposite Jackie Chan in “The Legend of Drunken Master.”
It’s fitting that the art of Jerry Garcia is on a national tour. After all, Garcia spent a good chunk of his life on the road with the Grateful Dead before he died of a heart attack Aug. 5, 1995.
In “MVP,” the hero is an adorable little chimp named Jack who lives at a university. We are told that he is a genius. He certainly is clever and can in-line skate with the best of them, but he doesn’t exhibit any signs of true genius. Compared to most of the adults in the film, sure he’s bright. But then again, most of the kids in the movie are smarter than them, too.
We asked our readers to tell us which Beatles love song was the most romantic. We wanted to know, in 100 words or less, what special memories you might have attached to that song.
Of the many readers who entered, 10 of the best responses garnered copies of “The Beatles Anthology.” But the best and most charming entry came from Judy “Jude” Finkel of Chicago, who told us how “Hey Jude” brought her and her husband, Harvey, together.
