Last Picture of a Good Man.

As if Greg D dying of a brain aneurysm wasn't enough...Our friend and former co-worker from RiNo, Steve Leyman, was struck on his motorcycle Saturday night by a 17 year old girl with no drivers license who blew a red. From what we understand, he is in a brain damaged coma. Even if he had worn a helmet, he would still have a broken arm, a crushed pelvis, mutiple fractures and a very sad family.

I took this picture about 6 hours before the horror show.

In Memoriam: Greg D

Greg the Crocodile Hunter

UPDATE:

The passing of Gregory T. Dimitriou 1964-2008 Funeral Arrangements

Funeral Arrangements:

Wake Monday June 30, 2008, 3-8PM at Burnett-Dane Funeral Home, 120 W. Park Ave. (Rt. 176) Libertyville.

Funeral service at 11 a.m. Tuesday, July 1 at St. Peter and Paul Greek Orthodox Church, 1401 Wagner Rd., Glenview.

Memorials to the American Cancer Society, appreciated. Info: 847-362-3009.

http://www.gregdimitriou.com

So I got a phone call yesterday that veteran nightclub staple Greg D. passed away from a brain aneurysm. He was 44, wickedly handsome and one of the funniest guys to saunter through the decadent halls of our city's esteemed and not so-esteemed nightclubs. I had first met Greg 6 or 7 years ago when I was a bartender on Rush St. He would become a beacon of sarcasm and hilarity when I might be run down by the end of the night. He was a great friend to our first publisher Ted Widen and always made us laugh. My wife put it best when she gasped upon seeing it was him that passed: "He was always so cordial! He was nothing but nice to everyone." We loved his presence at every special event and parties, Mr. Sylvester's legendary BBQs and especially on the boats where he would prove that age couldn't keep a man from looking good. (The man was in PERFECT shape. That's not a gay thing..its just jealousy.) His girlfriend Mary was always a delight and our cameras will miss him dearly. Its unsettling to lose the legendary George Carlin and then Chicago's local funnyman in the same week. I don't know how to finish this post so I'll post this picture that kind of sums up all my recent "street cred losing" anger and sadness in one glorious shot:

Portrait of the Artist as an Old Beaten Man

"Did someone say free cheese?"

It looks like someone finally had enough of Jerry "The Party Crasher" Berliant's rope jumping antics. The artist, who has been under a lot of scrutiny lately, apparently had his nose broken recently and forgot to wipe the stolen food/cocaine/dandruff off his v-neck. Congrats Jerry! You've never looked better!