One Frozen Moment

There I was this morning at State and Lake, high atop the el platform in the blistering cold of Chicago winter at 5:30am. It was 12 degrees, but it felt like the North Pole. The air was so dense, I could barely understand the rhythmic call of the Sun-Times sales guy 20 feet below shouting … Continue reading One Frozen Moment

Surprise of the day

No, it wasn’t the snow that fell all day in Seattle. It was finding a marching band playing inside the 24-hour Starbucks I frequent.