my regional and language hearts go pitter pat when the discussion turns to chicago dialect...
vouching for most of this, it's stuck on me, especially after a few beerce. or when i call my parents who live far enough away from the lake to have totally different weather: what's it doin by you? "how's by you?" made it into a poem last year, but it's never gotten a single caw of recognition when i've read it out at readings. ah well.