Currently I’m in Canada - soon to be joined by SbB Girl Wendy. We’ll have oft-incoherent commentary coming this weekend, so keep checking back. More details below.
(SbB at Toronto’s Virgin Festival this weekend, thanks to My Boy Barry!)
Yesterday I spent the day flying from Los Angeles to Montreal. Here’s one of the many highlights of my layover at O’Hare Airport in Chicago (nice to see the city’s most famous extinct dinosaur Bill Wirtz getting the proper tribute he deserves):
I also enjoyed the chance to stock up on all things Cubs. This Chicago airport store display featured 21 (I counted) different Cubs’ memorabilia items …
… and one White Sox item, which after the ALDS will most likely be the latest fashion trend on the streets of the Central African Republic.
On the flight from LAX to ORD, I saw something I’ve never seen. Some poor old, oxygen-tanked woman actually swapped her own stuff for that drop-down oxygen mask. She ended up making it through the flight ok. We might have lost her in the changeover, but thankfully Ozzie Guillen wasn’t sitting next to her, ‘else she’d have had to assist him with his mask first.