Looks like I won't be biking tomorrow.
Bring it, Chicago!
(Actually, maybe I shouldn't say that. But it'll be an adventure, at least.)
And while I'm nattering on about super-local nonsense: someone is selling a loft with a fireman's pole in the West Loop. And considering how tastelessly the rest of that beautiful space seems to be decorated, no wonder they pointed out the fireman's pole (my personal selling-point for a loft) as the main feature. Someone want to loan me about a million dollars so I can get it and fix it up properly?
Bring it, Chicago!
(Actually, maybe I shouldn't say that. But it'll be an adventure, at least.)
And while I'm nattering on about super-local nonsense: someone is selling a loft with a fireman's pole in the West Loop. And considering how tastelessly the rest of that beautiful space seems to be decorated, no wonder they pointed out the fireman's pole (my personal selling-point for a loft) as the main feature. Someone want to loan me about a million dollars so I can get it and fix it up properly?
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I caught the worst of it on my walk to the bus stop. Despite my raincoat and umbrella I ended up soaked, but that's about it. It wasn't even windy enough to hurt my umbrella, and it was done with by the time I got downtown. We have a much more impressive storm four years or so, I think, which uprooted a significant percentage of the trees in the neighborhood. I should really see if the storm was worse elsewhere, or if people just really enjoyed hyping it up for the heck of it.
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...So the worst storm in 70 years featured... some rain. LAME.
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I know, right? Chicago weather needs to try harder. I used to be afraid of storms at home. Here, I don't think the weather has even managed to make me jump at the sound of thunder. (Gunshots, yes. Thunder, no.)