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The [Tuesday] PapersBy Steve Rhodes /"A Japan-bound commercial airliner landed safely at O'Hare International Airport Monday afternoon after one of its engines malfunctioned over the northwest suburbs - but not before it had to dump about 4 percent of its total fuel load over Lake Michigan in order to land," the Tribune reports. "To make the half-million-pound jetliner, which carried 189 passengers, light enough to land safely, the pilot swung over the lake and dumped about 1,450 gallons of jet fuel. Only a miniscule portion of that made it to the water, which officials said remains safe for drinking and swimming." So what happened to the rest? "When fuel is dumped above 5,000 feet, in temperatures above freezing, about 98 percent of it can be expected to evaporate before hitting the ground, Isham Cory said. In this case, that would leave about 32 gallons, all of it in widely dispersed fuel droplets." Pander Bear Wait, which candidate is running for Bush's third term again? The Boss' Blessing [CLARIFICATION: A Beachwood reader says "For the sake of clarity, Alejandro Escovedo has recorded for Chicago's Bloodshot, but is currently property of EMI/Capitol."] The Trib doesn't give you the video - not even a link - but I will: "'I shook his hand for the first time ever a few hours before the show," says Escovedo of Springsteen, the hook-up brokered by their mutual manager, Jon Landau. 'We sat in his dressing room and ran down the song acoustically with the band. Later, before I went on stage, I was scared to death. But about halfway though [the song], the fear started to melt away and I just had the time of my life. I told everyone it's like dropping into a 30-foot wave: You've got to go for it, and I did not want to die in front of 18,000 people.'" As noted by Kot, Escovedo plays the Taste of Chicago on Friday at 3 p.m. with Gomez and the Old 97's at the Petrillo Music Shell in Grant Park. McWrigley "I wasn't wild about the advertising on the outfield walls and advertising on the tarps and stuff like that," he recalled last week. "There are a lot of things here I was reluctant to do but they moved on and I'm not so sure I wasn't wrong . . . The world didn't stop, they just moved on and they gave them more resources and obviously they've got a different plan in their immediate future." Now every inch of Wrigley is for sale. Wrigley Field as we once knew it is over, folks. And so is the magical phenomenon of the Cubs, strangled by its corporate minders and jumping over sharks. Baking Cookies * "Michelle's Homemaker Side." Less Is More The Sun-Times will conduct a national search in order to bring the best replacement possible to the paper to serve one of the world's preeminent architecture cities. In an alternate universe. In this one, look for Lew Lazare and Bill Zwecker to share the beat in their spare time. Wild Thing The Beachwood Tip Line: In your head. Posted on July 01, 2008 |
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