I saw a guy riding the El train like he was standing still. He just leaned against the wall reading a book. People were falling over with every turn and stop and I didn’t even see his weight shift. It was as if he found some gravitational dead spot in the train. To say I was impressed with a slight man-crush is an understatement. God speed Master Train Rider.
COPS IN A HURRY:
We were walking down the street when seven cop cars came speeding past us. After a few moments another cop car came by bringing up the rear. Derek suggested it was a race and that guy was losing do to a faulty short cut. I figured they were just radioed about a close out sale for donuts and fascism. GOT ‘EM!
DRIVING DOWNTOWN:
Is it as bad as everyone says it is? Not really. You get used to it pretty fast. Adapt or die I guess. The trick is to constantly stay aware of everything at all times because anything can happen. I’ll give you a quick example: I was in the right lane when the light turned green. The cab to my left sped out in front of me and made a right turn through the intersection almost hitting three people crossing the street. I had never seen that before. In that moment I learned another lesson: cabs do whatever they want, whenever they want.
I dropped Trish off at her work downtown this morning. While waiting at a stop light I noticed what looked to be snow falling on the car in front of me. I thought “That’s impossible…but this is Chicago…” I looked up to realize it was suds falling from a window washer twenty stories up. There isn’t an amount of money you could pay me to do that job. I’d rather fight Kimbo Slice in a backyard.
