Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Liveblogging the Latest Edition of Time Out Chicago
Front cover -- The hard hitting cover story? Hot dog stands. Although the illustration on the cover does appear to depict an exploding hot dog, so perhaps there is terrorist involvement.
Page 2 -- It turns out that there are actually people who take the time to write letters to this magazine. Or at least people on their staff who take the time to write fake letters.
Page5 -- There is a scary picture of a man with blue face paint and some kind of fuzzy hoodie on. I must turn the page quickly.
Page 8 -- Has there ever been a week when the "heard on the street" column wasn't completely made up?
Pages 13 to 24 -- Yes, they really did devote eleven pages to hot dogs.
Page 28 --I'm boycotting the restaurant reviews until they give Arby's its due.
Page 41 -- Finally, a visitor's guide to Evanston! It's a perfect companion to my guide to suicide and other forms of self mutilation.
Page 57 -- This advertisement is a godsend, as I always choose my allergists from second-rate infotainment publications.
Page 73 -- You can always tell the comedy section because there are people making crazy faces. Also because it is labelled "comedy" along the side, but mainly because of the crazy faces. Although I think Maya Angelou did some for the book section once.
Page 85 and 86 -- I love that they always put the gay and lesbian section next to the kids section. It's like they're trying to get angry letters from fundamentalists.
Page 90 -- George Michael is touring? Moreover, George Michael is still alive?
Page 107 -- There's some sort of weird formatting thing going on here. Maybe it's the gutters. Or the kerning. Yes, I am just using random publishing terms.
Page 119 -- Ah, the sex column. Never has sex seemed less appealing. Except on The Golden Girls.
Front cover -- The hard hitting cover story? Hot dog stands. Although the illustration on the cover does appear to depict an exploding hot dog, so perhaps there is terrorist involvement.
Page 2 -- It turns out that there are actually people who take the time to write letters to this magazine. Or at least people on their staff who take the time to write fake letters.
Page5 -- There is a scary picture of a man with blue face paint and some kind of fuzzy hoodie on. I must turn the page quickly.
Page 8 -- Has there ever been a week when the "heard on the street" column wasn't completely made up?
Pages 13 to 24 -- Yes, they really did devote eleven pages to hot dogs.
Page 28 --I'm boycotting the restaurant reviews until they give Arby's its due.
Page 41 -- Finally, a visitor's guide to Evanston! It's a perfect companion to my guide to suicide and other forms of self mutilation.
Page 57 -- This advertisement is a godsend, as I always choose my allergists from second-rate infotainment publications.
Page 73 -- You can always tell the comedy section because there are people making crazy faces. Also because it is labelled "comedy" along the side, but mainly because of the crazy faces. Although I think Maya Angelou did some for the book section once.
Page 85 and 86 -- I love that they always put the gay and lesbian section next to the kids section. It's like they're trying to get angry letters from fundamentalists.
Page 90 -- George Michael is touring? Moreover, George Michael is still alive?
Page 107 -- There's some sort of weird formatting thing going on here. Maybe it's the gutters. Or the kerning. Yes, I am just using random publishing terms.
Page 119 -- Ah, the sex column. Never has sex seemed less appealing. Except on The Golden Girls.
