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Hooker Motels!

Classic Splotchy

The part of my old SPLOTCHY DOT COM site I put the most work into was probably the Hooker Motels section.

An Adventure In Living

Back in Chicago in the late 90s, old, beaten-up motels dotted the lovely diagonal street North Lincoln Avenue, all the way from Foster to Devon.  I already loved Lincoln Avenue, because, HELLO!  DIAGONAL STREET ON A GRID-LIKE CITY LAYOUT!  Okay, I don’t know why a diagonal street held such appeal for me.  I will say that I love Elston Avenue, and Milwaukee Avenue, even Clark Street, which is only occasionally diagonal.  I like diagonal streets.  Let’s leave it that.

The motels all had a dilapidated, low-rent Vegas charm to me.  What is a dilapidated, low-rent Vegas charm, you ask?  Well, lots of neon signage, for one.  Also, overly ambitious motel names.  The Stars.  The Apache.  The Acres.  And yes, sometimes, the mischievous motel name.  The O-Mi!

So, I went about cataloguing the motels.  There were a lot!  Over 10!  That’s actually a lot.  Trust me.  I took pictures in the daytime.  I took pictures at night.

At the time, I was visiting the Lincoln Square record store Laurie’s Planet Of Sound a lot.  I got to know the owner, John.  He was a nice guy.  I mentioned I was devoting part of my website to the motels on Lincoln Avenue, and he thought it was a cool idea.  He offered to call all the motels and get rates.  He even asked me if I wanted him to inquire about hourly rates, too.  Hell yes I did!

I pulled out all the stops for the website.  I created an animated “Hooker Motels” GIF for the page heading.  I created pseudo-neon links that lit up when you hovered your mouse over them.  It was the bleeding edge of the Internet, baby!

Guest House Motel
A favorite Hooker Motel pic. I think this was taken by my friend Lance, who accompanied me on at least one nighttime photo session.

During the time I was documenting the motels, a few got knocked down.  The Acres.  The Spa.  NO!!! THE SPA!!!!!!  Oh, that was the crown jewel of the Hooker Motels.  I was lucky to talk to the daughter of the owner of The Spa after it was closed but before it was torn down.  She sold me a light fixture, and told me stories about rock bands that used to stay there.

Not long after The Spa was knocked down, I stopped maintaining my site.  SPLOTCHY DOT COM just sat there, all dead and static and unloved.

But, people still visited the motel pages.  It’s not like I did anything special or wonderful, but I probably had the largest collection of pictures of the motels on the web at the time.  I will admit that Google was certainly a conduit for people to find my site via slightly-unseemly searches like “HOOKER + CHICAGO”.

Occasionally, people would contact me about the motels. A grad student emailed me and asked if she could use some of my pictures in a thesis she was doing on the motels of Lincoln Avenue.  I happily let her use whatever pictures she wanted.  A man who bought The Stars was going to knock it down and replace it with condos.  He contacted me to see if I wanted to buy the motel’s sign for US $500.  If I had a place for it, I definitely would have.  Instead, I asked to take pictures of the motel before he knocked it down.  On a rainy day, I went there with my friend Tim and took pictures.

A room at The Stars, with me in multiple reflections.

 

In some ways, it’s weird having a static webpage documenting some part of the world.  It’s not a blog page.  It’s not something that will be up at the top of your site for a couple days, and then vanish into the obscurity of your archives.  It’s always present.  I think there might be an expectation from this, that your site is some sort of dependable, up-to-date resource.  But my old Hooker Motels page isn’t.  I didn’t want that responsibility.

Hey, maybe if I still lived on the north side of Chicago, and saw those motels every day, I would be the recordkeeper of these places.  I do miss them.  And I know that at least some of them are still standing, but I couldn’t tell you which ones.

 

 

Disclaimer:  This post was composed while listening to the John Fahey album “America”.  You should check it out.  It’s really nice.

Classic Splotchy

Classic Splotchy

Before this blog, I had a website.  Well, it was THIS website.  It was SPLOTCHY DOT COM.

I got my domain in the late 90’s, after playing around with some very bare-bones website experiments on GeoCities and Xoom.

In 1999-2000, I was into writing HTML files in Notepad, then uploading them to my brand new domain.

My website wasn’t a blog.  While I was maintaining the initial SPLOTCHY site I didn’t even know what a blog was. I knew I had things I wanted to say, and things I wanted to  highlight.  So I made a webpage for each topic that I wanted to devote some attention to.

I ran out of things to say, and stopped maintaining my website.  I still had the domain, though.

I was quiet on the web for a long time.  Years later, inspired by my Uncle Joe and his foray into the blogosphere, I started blogging at Blogspot.  I found other bloggers. We commented on each other’s posts, we did mixtapes together, we met up occasionally, usually around Christmas.

And then a couple years after beginning blogging, I stopped again.  A lot of the blogger community migrated to Facebook.  It wasn’t Facebook that ended my blogging career. I think I stopped mostly because I got more active on Twitter, and found new friends there while my source of friends in the blogosphere dried up.

Which brings us to today.  It might change, but I find the whole Twitter community that I felt I once belonged to now withering on the vine.  The friends I used to talk to a lot aren’t around as much anymore.  Call it a casualty of a lack of free time, I guess.  Twitter always seemed to function as a means to fill the empty spaces of a life when one has nothing else better to do.  So now, I guess many of us have moved onto the next best (or simply, just next) thing — the next time-waster.

I like the idea of blogging.  I never stopped liking the idea of blogging.  And now that I don’t feel connected greatly to anyone on Twitter or on Facebook, I feel like talking again.  What I’d LIKE to happen is that I find other bloggers (I know they’re out there), and see another community organically form.  But if it doesn’t happen, hey, I got things to say.

So, I started this blog on the place where I first started 14(!) years ago.  I started here.

My new blog sits on top of the strata of the old site that I abandoned years ago.   I thought as a bit of celebration, and a bit of navel-gazing, I would take different parts of my old website and talk about them over the course of a few blog posts.

So, stay tuned for Hooker Motels.  I think you’ll like them.