Thursday, August 20, 2009

Chicago Trash Talk



B
ut, is it Art?

Approximately 11,000 Chicago City workers (including the trash dudes at this Lincoln Park location) slept in last Monday in celebration of our city's newly enacted Furlough Day cooperative. An estimated $8 million is expected to be saved this year as a result of three such days throughout the year. BTW, same deal for Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve.

(I like the Starbuck's cup next to bag of dogshit)

Geno Petro




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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Hey Chicago Real Estate Peeps




Be a 'Friend' and visit my Facebook page. I post a mini-blog several times a week via Twitter and iPhone so check it out. It's not all about real estate but it's definitely Chicago. You just need to Add me to your Friends List and we'll be Kool and the Gang.



Geno Petro




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Monday, August 10, 2009

The Promo Sapien

The Promo Sapien is a direct descendant of the more popular and easily recognizable species known as the Homo Sapien--latin meaning: "wise or knowing man {or woman}." The PS, while similar in many ways to the HS, is generally a more smiley yet slightly condescending sort of creature who, in recent years, migrated en masse to the real estate business and enjoyed fleeting success until Global Warming and Web 2.0 set in and all the remaining unlicensed regular Sapiens learned how to find properties on their own on Zillow. They usually can be spotted these days in Starbucks with Blackberry in hand and Bluetooth in ear somewhere between the moms and the toddlers. At least, that's where you can usually find me.

This social glacier calving, as it were, spawned yet another subspecies, the Self-Promo Sapien--Chicago meaning: "any Realtor who constantly professes his or her superiority over any other qualified but less self-promoting PS as well as all HSes in general--and can be found on most any page of Chicago Agent Magazine (or any other industry ledger that will publish a 'Feature Article' if enough accompanying ad space is purchased), sic." And again, that's where you might one day find me as well, if someone can ever convince me it's worth the advertising ruble.

But for now I think not. The truth is, if no one else is offering up the accolades, I don't feel the need to make that superlative declaration myself. Now I will publish all compliments and 'attaboys' in my sidebar on the right; verbatim, referenced of course, and unsolicited all-- but I am not inclined to utter the words of praise myself, to be set apart from and above, all other PSes and SPSes with a Blackberry and an earpiece. Besides, the best Realtors in this town have already switched over to iPhone...



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Friday, August 07, 2009

Chicago City Tramp Stamp

As one might expect, the lone 'Foreclosure' in our bucolic Northwest Chicago neighborhood is a Single Family Rental House a few blocks away---complete with a cast of COPS characters as occupants and a piss green meth-mobile as transport. I must say, GM pushed some monkeyshit brown product out of Detroit in the 70s and 80s.

(adjective descriptive credited to wordman and fellow Realtor, Austin Bader)



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Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Sunday, August 02, 2009

Retro on Roscoe



P
osted are a few pictures from the annual Retro on Roscoe summer festival. It's my favorite seasonal street fair in what I deem to be one of the most livable neighborhoods in Chicago. After an afternoon of showing property and attending a friend's housewarming party---a beautiful new construction condo @ 2110 Roscoe---I finally turned my snoop cap backwards and snapped a couple sidewalk shots for the record.

Evian in hand I witnessed, among other spectacles, an over-served wine head in a Cubs jersey (duh) stumble out of LUSH (pictured above), an over-served girl open the door and fall out of a Porta-John on Leavitt (can't believe I missed that shot), and Hairbangers Ball serve up a musical night cap from the Main Stage to a shoulder-to-shoulder audience.

There was even one side alley devoted to a gathering of vintage cars with proud owners in tow---okay, on lawn chairs (hey, it's Chicago). I'm posting my favorite of these classics below. 'Less is More' as the Germans say. But tell me again, just so I'm clear...size...it does, or doesn't matter? I keep forgetting...





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