Today an older man with grey hair sticking out straight from the side of his hat came ambling up to a corner in the loop with his walker. He was looking desperately at the Archer bus which had pulled up to the light but seemed ready to roll as the green was imminent. I found myself rooting for him audibly. Indeed, he made it to the bus just as ( Read more... )

okay, so after four glorious hours of sleep post graveyard double, of course, i went to my local chicago park district ice skating rink for some cold and rigorous exercise. They were still trying to scrape snow off the rink and all the kids were chaotic as usual. If you have not yet wallowed in the wonder that is Chicago Park District skating ( Read more... )