I made sure to take a Daily Bulletin with me on vacation to Chicago. Above, I’ve just finished lunch at the Billy Goat Tavern. Below, I’m reflected in the metallic sculpture known as The Bean — my newspaper in reverse.
Have you been to either?
To reiterate from the end of Wednesday’s column, I’m on vacation for the next week (at this point), with a column filed for July 3, to help the editors fill a paper during a three-day weekend. I’ll be back at my desk July 5 — and with a column due about three hours later. Well, I’ll deal with that then. Also, I saved some items in case I need them, which I probably will. Enjoy the tail end of June and the July Fourth weekend!
During my recent week off, I drove to Phoenix to see friends, the sights and a spring training baseball game. That experience makes up Sunday’s column. Above, a Daily Bulletin on Vacation photo at the game in Peoria (!), Arizona, Dodgers vs. the Padres.
I’m away from work this week, burning up my birthday and anniversary holidays from work and three vacation days. Efficient, eh? More bang for the buck.
That said, a Wednesday column will appear, written last Friday, and a Restaurant of the Week will pop up on Thursday as usual. I’ve been a little backlogged on those, to the extent that last week’s restaurant turned out to have closed between my visit (mid-February), preparation of the post (late February) and publication (late March). So I’ll go ahead and run the one that’s ready to go and hit the ground eating when I get back.
My first day at the Inland Valley Daily Bulletin was March 10, 1997. Above, a newsroom photo from that year. I’m at right, Adriana Chavira at the next cubicle; on the left are Bob Page, front, and Mike Cicchese. The room and the bodies stretch off into near-infinity, all of us toilers in the cube farm.
I recently underwent a colonoscopy, an over-50 ritual, and lived to tell the tale. Wednesday’s column has the details. It’s possibly my silliest column in some time. Let me know what you think, especially if you’ve had the procedure yourself.
Rather than a heartwarming Christmas Day column, I went in a consumerist direction to write about my gift to myself: my first new TV of the 21st century. Read that here, and chuckle. Merry Christmas!
I visited San Antonio, Texas, last month for a short vacation. In Wednesday’s column, I tell you about it. Above, the River Walk.