'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
2° F. I'm so glad I was able to stay in today.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to be at Navy Pier and get off work after buses stop running. I get to choose between spending a couple hours wages on parking or braving the anticipated wind chill of 20°-30° below for a 20ish minute hike to the train.
I have have 4 more degrees than you! Somehow, that doesn't make me feel much better.
Boo transportation issues.
Taxi to the train, aurelia?
I second taxi 'cause that's not the safest walk at that hour.
I have lots of degrees! 35 of them! But its windy as shit and the dog seems to thing she should get to go outside all the time.
My brother caught a little snow. Nothing as bad as we did, though. But it is Birmingham and they are even less prepped than here.
What did he send me pix of? One of D on the deckin wee snow and..one of his 3 turbos. Snork.
I knew that, with the cold, the bookstore today would be either deader than dead or busier than hell. I got both. We were deader than dead until 11:15, and then just swamped until I left at 5:00.
Why? Why did all of those people venture forth from their toasty warm houses into twenty below windchills? Why did they all want me to wrap their books? Why?
I'm thinking I may as well drive and eat the parking cost. On the plus side, I'll get home much faster.
Kathy, I have no answers to those questions. I could see how coffee and books seemed like a more immediate cozy (than home) from the vantage point of the parking lot. But why they ventured out in the first place? Who knows.
Okay, back.
So, NewYorkistas: is the name Danny Hoch familiar to you? Because if it's not, it should be.
And Bay Area-istas should make an attempt to see "Taking Over" at the Berkeley Rep, if you can. It's a fab one-man show about gentrification in Brooklyn: look, someone talking about class and race in America! Shocking, I know! Funny, grim, horrible, and brutally true. The scene with the hipster gal in the poncho, selling vintage t-shirts and used cds on the sidewalk? Was painfully, painfully accurate. Ouch.
Talented guy, honestly. Very very talented. "We asked for better schools and they gave us muffins."