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Kids these days,


You'd have to be THIS CRAZY to go to Hopleaf.

…right here.

It’s not that good,


Ollenburgs visit! With growling tiger toys for Grey!

That’s a long drive for lunch,


Cbus on a garbage can? Come on!

One can even features a music venue I’ve been to more than any other venue in the country: Newport Music Hall.

Newport Music Hall!

Amazingly, these garbage cans are making me feel nostalgic. Think I’ll have to visit Cbus again soon… which means these garbage cans are doing their job.

Columbus is no trash-can city,



Print wasn’t enough, so they put her up on their Instagram page!

That’s more likes than I ever got,


Not only will you get some awesome Dwellephant hand lettering on the cover…

"Chicago" magazine's July issue features Dwellephant hand lettering...

…but you’ll also be treated to a photo of Mr. Fabulous wearing sunglasses.

...and Mr. Fabulous.

Mr. Fabulous has been in print more than me,


In 2013, we spent it together in Budapest.

In 2014, we spent the day with our friend Rebecca in Brussels.

Last year, we Valentine’d it up with Rebecca and her husband Harry in Istanbul.

And this year, we spent it in America. Chicago, to be exact.

Valentine's Day 2016 with KB and Emily!

Wonder where we’ll spend Valentine’s Day 2017,


KB's first "Chicago" cover!

She's the new hire!

Or at least it’s officially in print.

Congrats, KB!

Now we just need a house,


Do it! NOW!

Color me and my beer while you’re eating your grilled cheese sandwich and fries!

Chicago kids are hardcore,


…but probably not for the reason you think.

In the past, I tried to post at least one article every day (or at least 30 a month if I couldn’t write one each day), but this marks just the ninth post this month.

Part of this is due to the fact that I’m now a father who must tend to his newborn daughter’s every need. Another part of my absence is due to me being neck-deep in upcoming projects. But there’s another factor at play here, and it’s one I’ve yet to talk about here on The Blarg.

Tonight, that changes.

The entire Shady clan—myself, KB, Grey, Mr. Fabulous, Meatshake, and Heisenberg—will be moving out of L.A. in just a few short weeks. KB has accepted a job as design director of Chicago Magazine in, duh, Chicago. Her first day on the job is October 1st.

Of course, my work will keep me moving back and forth between L.A. and Chicago (or wherever we end up after that) indefinitely. In fact, we’re not even officially giving up our apartment here, so I’ll still have a bed to sleep in when I visit. Still, things will be different starting in just a few short weeks. Obviously.

Because of this, KB and I have spent much of August getting our shit together: breaking the news to loved ones out here, figuring out movers, looking for a new place to live, and drinking a lot to ease the insanity.

September probably won’t be any less busy/crazy, but I promise to be vigilant about posting more often (including our progress) as our time in L.A. winds down.

So stay tuned, folks… because shit’s about to get fucking nuts.

Waiting on an aneurysm and/or coronary,