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Tuesday, October 05, 2004

 

Mornings are fun when you use your imagination
The lights weren't on in my train car when I boarded it this morning. I liked it. It made it easier to see out the windows. When we went underground after Fullerton it felt like we were on Space Mountain. The flat part of Space Mountain before the whiplash-inducing turns. After we pulled out of the next station the lights came on, alas.

I thought I saw Oprah this morning as I was crossing Michigan Avenue. The woman had an Oprah-like build, and Oprah-like hair, but was alas, not her I realized as she moved closer. I think it's about time I have a Chicago celebrity sighting. The only time I've seen a freaking Cusack was when John Cusack spoke at Gore rally four years ago. Well, Cleo and I did have a run in a few weeks ago with Terry Schmidt, a washed-up formerly famous Bears player.

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