Results tagged “birthday”

Today, funny man Bill Murray, native son of Wilmette, turns 59. Make one good movie, and you might be remembered. Make several, you're a "great." Make Where The Buffalo Roam, Caddyshack, Stripes, Ghostbusters, Little Shop Of Horrors, Scrooged, Groundhog Day, Kingpin, Rushmore, and Lost in Translation - not to mention his legendary stint on Saturday Night Live - and you're Bill Murray. Sure, lately he's done more forgettable projects like voicing the lazy feline in those bad Garfield movies, but the man can make whatever he wants for the rest of his life as far as we're concerned. He's more than earned it. And, hey, Fantastic Mr. Fox looks promising. So to you, Mr. Murray, one of the great comedic actors - and die-hard, tortured Cubs fan - in history, we salute you and offer you best wishes and any assistance you may need in blowing out the candles on your cake.

Today's weather is gonna feel like late August. Sunny skies, brisk south winds, rising humidities...too bad this could be summer's last hurrah? Well, probably not as we typically see plenty of warm spells but a glance at the rest of the week shows cloudy and cool in the forecast. ANYWAY. Today. Yes. It will be nice and warm with highs in the upper 80s. Overnight, lows drop into the upper 60s and a chance of storms as the night wears on, especially towards the north burbs.

In case you somehow missed the news, yesterday was President Obama's birthday. But it seems someone played a joke on him. We're pretty sure he asked for a Transformers ice cream cake from Baskin-Robbins but instead he was presented with the above, a cake that's destined to show up on Cake Wrecks.

It's his birthday, after all, so the President debunks myths that he wasn't born in the U.S., that he's a vampire, and that he's a Cylon. All other evidence need not be taken seriously.

              

Today is President Barack Obama's 48th birthday (that is, if you believe that birth certificate). We know the man has everything he could probably want, but we put our heads together and came up with a list of other things we thought he could use.

We can't believe it's already here, but TOMORROW is our anniversary party at The Whistler! Grammar and The Interiors have been putting in long hours at the practice space to kick out some outstanding musical sets, and Chicagoist DJs Pocket Taco, SuperBird, and Tankboy have been diligently working at holding one headphone over their ears while simultaneously bobbing their heads. Prepare yourself for terrific music all night long.

Alright, folks, I have to make this quick before my editors get back from their coffee run. Here's the deal: By now you probably know about our fifth anniversary party this Saturday night at The Whistler. I want to tell you about a great concert going on that night, but if my editors find out I plugged something other than our party, they'll make Gitmo look like a Mancow stunt. They are not fucking around on this one.

Yeah, can you believe it? This month marks Chicagoist's fifth year of keeping you abreast of the happenings in Chicago. In blog years that makes us, what? Ten? Fifteen?

Love him or loathe him, there's no denying he's one of the most well known media moguls in the world. And he's a local kid! Today, Playboy founder Hugh Hefner turns a young 83. Born in Chicago on April 9, 1926, Heff attended Sayre Elementary School and Steinmetz High School and, after a stint in the U.S. Army, took classes at the Art Institute of Chicago and attended the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign where he graduated in less than three years. He also took some graduate courses at Northwestern where he met his first wife. Playboy's first issue saw the light of the world in 1953, produced locally and - according to legend - in Hef's kitchen; it featured Marilyn Monroe. He put on the first Playboy Jazz Festival at the Chicago Stadium and opened the first Playboy Club here. In 1975, after four years of a second residence in California, Hef officially relocated to Los Angeles, but Playboy Enterprises has maintained its headquarters here in Chicago. Happy 83rd, Hef! [Playboy Enterprises - the page is SFW, but the URL probably isn't]

Man, do we love surprises. Especially on our birthday. Stuff like a surprise party or a gift of something we didn't expect like a brand new ten-speed bike in the driveway. So we can only imagine the joy and excitement that G-Rod had at 6am yesterday when the knock on his door led him to a free SUV ride from the Federal Government, a free stay in some new and interesting governmental offices, some time with an actual judge and then a ride back home with helicopters and media trucks a-trailin'. Sur-prise! Happy birthday!

The man who put film criticism on everyone's cultural map and one of Chicago's favorite sons Roger Ebert celebrates his 66th birthday today. This serves to remind us of the gaping hole left next to Rich Roeper (a voice from the Peanut Gallery, "What about the gaping hole that is Rich Roeper?" ha-ha, smartypants) during Suffice to say, if they were to get rid of Rich et al entirely, have Ebert simply write longhand for 25 minutes about the week's films, and then just hold it up to the screen for us to read for the final five, we'd be fine with that.

Today is the birthday of one Louis Terkel. Parroting Michael Sneed, "Studs" would be ageless and priceless. Actually, he's 96 today, but still priceless.

On March 4, 1837, Chicago officially became a city, first mayor William B. Ogden presiding.