you never know what you’re gonna get…
… Then it’s six stops and I’m home. The wind has kicked up to a cold, insistent nudge; like it’s telling bad jokes and has to cap each one with an elbow and a knowing wink.
I get it. I get it, already.
The train’s not late, but the wait seems longer than usual.
…and none in Cleveland, for that matter. Not for baseball fans.
Three days of snow and not a sign of spring. So far, all three opening games have been snowed out!
… We did a lot more than drink martinis today, but I don’t have the time to go into it. Good day, all and all…
Never has trans-concourse travel been so entertaining. Meanwhile, the flight to Cleveland has been delayed an hour. So we’re hunkered down in the airport bar, dining on Garden Dogs and Chicago Pizza. For those currently at work… The beer tastes great!
To quote the security agent, “Everbody’s getting out of Dodge today.”
