Things I miss about Chicago in Summertime:

1) Belmont/Sheffield Music fest kicks off my summer and snarfing a large Polish hot dog from a hot dog vendor who looks like an Elvis impersonator, the tubby jumpsuit era.
2) Getting reeeeeally drunk at my favorite neighborhood bar and weaving my way home on a nice summer night.
3) Street musicians. Little pockets of musical cool and utter atonal weirdness at times.
4) Watching the guy who dresses like Jesus carrying a 12 inch cross on his back pass by while eating some ice cream at the outdoor seating at the Bobtail Ice Cream Shoppe.
5) Indulging in a little pakalolo on the lakefront with some friends and a cool wind flies in from the lake on a early evening.
6) Drinking really cold beer at the Double Door when it's muggy inside watching the B Brothers groove their funky-badass selves.
7) Helping friends who are in bands break their set down, hauling amps and cymbal stands and cords to their van and then having a smoke outside in the alley while people walk by thinking what cool motherf*ckers we are.
8) Watching the faces of out of town Cub fans while walking in the middle of Boys Town ("We're not in Kansas anymore Toto...")
9) Eating a greasy burrito at Big Horse while an avant-garde post-punk band experiments with feedback aaaalll night long
10) Women. Their hip huggers get lower, thong strings higher and legs get longer in summer somehow.
 

I went to Chicago once. Awesome city. I was around the magnificent mile. 2 Kudos for Chicago!