Evil Vince Photography

1. NO WAY. This week, I have especially been missing Chi-town, and now this…breakin’ my heart, Evil.

   Where was Casey for another Slinger Certificate? Please describe for your fine readers the Slinger, if you would be so bold. From my first visit over 7 years ago, I always thought this place was a documentary waiting to happen.It still is.

   Evil: “Um…I think there’s a flint in my shake.”
   Main Diner Grill Guy: “Yeah…that’ll happen.”

   Comment by Darby — 3/29/2006 @ 13:39 Wed

2. I’m just amazed that, despite the 3 AM time stamp, the lineup at the Grill isn’t busier. Usually that place just begins to cook (no pun intended) at that hour of the day.

   I remember goin there with Casey after a party at the original “Wayne Manor” (where Jillian and big bro Sean lived) and, after about 3 bites into his Slinger, dude passed out! He did wake up while in the cab back home to ask “did I finish the Slinger?”…Or at least that’s how I remember it……

   p.s. does Butch still man the Grill at all?

   Comment by MTT — 3/29/2006 @ 14:17 Wed

3. Funny, actually that you mention Casey.
   I mentioned at the Diner that my boy
   had like 10 of those certiifcates…..
   Kenny (Diner Grill guy) asked when was the last time he had one?
   “Well…..Its been a few years..” I said to him.
   “Its changed.” He said….
   “Changed?” I inquired…..
   “Yeah, we added a weiner……we added the weiner.”

   I became completely nauseated.

   For those who inquire-
   As far as I know, a Slinger (from the Diner Grill in Chicago)
   consists of a large plate:

   With a base layer of hash browns,
   Two Cheesburgers, with onions
   Two Eggs, sunny side up
   One large ladle of Chili
   With Shredded Cheese on top.
   …..and now I guess, they’ve added a hot dog.

   Personally, I’ve never had a Slinger.
   Nor will I ever.

   ….but I do enjoy their Flint Shakes.

   Comment by christopher — 3/29/2006 @ 14:18 Wed

4. I think your next image post should be of Casey working over the new and, dare I say, improved Slinger w/Weiner on his way to Certificate #11.

   Comment by MTT — 3/29/2006 @ 15:45 Wed

5. For the record, y’all, that picture was my histrionic explanation
   of all the reasons Kenny should come & see my show:

   “Tooth of Crime: Second Dance” at Strawdog Theatre.

   Here is what I was TRYING to tell him…

   “Tooth of Crime” is to Shepard what “Julius Caesar” is to Shakespeare.

   (But Shepard wrote his play in the Seventies…healthily intoxicated.)

   So.

   A story about the fall of an empire
   in the aftermath of the Apocalypse…

   Where the only entertainment is THE GAME,
   which features Killer Race Car Rock Stars.

   Seriously.

   (Essentially NASCAR meets Top 40 Radio meets Old Roman Gladiators.)

   (Popular Music, Long Distance Driving & Casualties on the Billboard Charts.)

   (Reality Television meets Natural Selection meets Global Devastation.)

   So in the world of this play, Rock Stars drive Race Cars
   & shoot through the wasteland to get to the Marks on their Ticket,

   gaining “Status” & earning “Points” as they slaughter their way to STARDOM.

   Once victorious, they then Rock Out their War Dance for the public
   & try to maintain the Territory, the Assets & the Groupies of their fallen foes…

   Basically, take their Turf, eat their Food & raid their Bar.

   The Ultimate Battle for Rock and Roll Supremacy.”

   He still seemed pretty interested & was still listening, so I also said:

   “The play takes place in the domain of Hoss – an Original Rock Star
   on the verge of becoming Number One in THE GAME.

   Hoss is ready to take Phoenix, but right before Team Hoss can lock, load & leave,
   his Right Hand Lady has a Bad Feeling.

   So, Hoss consults his Fortune Telling Gazer for advice…

   & Hoss does not like what Hoss hears.

   Then Hoss consults his Hype Man Deejay…

   & his Team Medicine Man Physician…

   but nobody can give Hoss What He Needs.

   Because he has an unknown enemy from outside of THE GAME.”

   Then, because I was about as exhausted as he was, I said:

   “…& hilarity ensues.”

   But I only said that because I didn’t want to give away The Story.

   Too much.

   But I also had to say a lot because The Story is so Cool & Complicated…

   So there you have it.

   mY2¢:jaZ.

   pS: On a sidenote, Vince, you are an adventurous cat,
   so why ever would you NOT ever even TRY a Slinger?

   Are you scared?

   ppS: On another side of the sidenote…

   C’mon, Casey…TEN?

   Seriously?

   Seriously…

   Comment by jimmyZ — 3/30/2006 @ 2:04 Thu

6. I sometimes think Casey used the stories of Slinger glory days and the “certificates” which he earned to lure me into marriage. I still haven’t seen the certificates, but I have seen the man put away a ton of sliders and other late night edibles. I guess his wooing stories (or SLINGING stories as it were) did the trick!

   Comment by Gwen — 3/30/2006 @ 9:29 Thu

7. Well, I guess I better weigh in here. To tell the truth, I have had WAY more than ten Slingers. When I first started eating them I never saved the certificates. Or I lost them on the way home while passed out in various cabs. By my best estimate, I’d have to say that I’ve eaten probably 40 of those things. It kinda makes me ill to think about it. But, I still maintain that if you are going to live a lifestyle that is punctuated by drugs, liquor, bartending, and late night munchies there’s no better way to fuel up than with a Slinger at 3am. Now that I’m a little older and have more of a stable existance I’ve improved my eating habits greatly. Hell, I eat a lot of brown rice these days. Although, I am willing to step into the Slinger arena one last time if Vince is willing to document it. It might be a little weird walking into the diner grill again, but I think this is an acknowledgement of my destiny. I know what I have to do now. Wish me luck.

   Comment by Casey — 4/1/2006 @ 21:10 Sat

8. Casey,
   Consider me the documentarian…..
   For your final Slinger.

   Comment by christopher — 4/5/2006 @ 18:43 Wed

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