“The first things I immediately miss about New York are all of its lazy-man conveniences. I also miss the mounds of trash on the street. Here in Chicago, they have something called alleys, where they keep all the trash. That’s where the drug dealers go too, and where you find those plastic bags full of dog shit and the mentally ill people. In New York, all of that was always 50 feet from your nostrils and ears. There’s something about that that’s invigorating. Also, at any moment in New York, it’s possible to see Stanley Tucci. That never actually happened to me. But it was nice knowing when I left my apartment I might see him. Here, the only person I could see would be George Wendt.”