On Tuesday, I left the house, walked to the train station, took the light rail downtown, and walked down the 16th street mall to a movie theater. The trip took me maybe 20 minutes. Along the way, I saw or overheard the following things:
- A guy standing at a picnic table in Lincoln Park removed something colorful from his face, twirled it around his head, and threw it away from himself. It was half of a bikini. I didn’t stick around to find out which half.
- A guy with a pony tail, and wearing a Chicago Cubs hat and tie got off the train at the convention center, ran up to a wall, pressed a button, and then twirled and danced when lights in a sculpture started flashing.
- A young women behind me looked up and saw the Coyote Ugly saloon. I heard her say, “You know, I think I’d like to work there. If it’s anything like the movie, I bet it would be a lot of fun.”
