When I worked for Waldenbooks, Little Warsaw was just down the street from the mall, so we had a lot of Polish people frequenting the store. Quite a few of them signed up for the frequent shopper card, but since errors were frequently made by the staff when typing the info into the system, I'd occasionally call in to the office to have them correct the entries. Once, I had a stack of over 50 entries to correct, and the operator I spoke with (in Ann Arbor, MI) was flabbergasted over the number of people with multisyllabic last names ending in "ski."
Oh, and this is for brenda m and all the other Chicago dog owners out there--Chicago is Dogtown USA (as determined by Dog Fancy magazine)!
I'm sad about the bus not existing.
Oh. A metaphorical bus. Maybe I can get my jaw off the floor now, if not completely closed.
I was in the same mental place.
As was I.
I was wondering if it was a tour bus or a city bus.
As was I.
And I was thinking--well, you know, having what looks way too much like a roid rage attack ain't helping your case, Raphael.
"We're exceptionally proud. This just enhances our city," Kent said. "By being dog-friendly, we're also being people-friendly. People want to travel with animals. They want to bring their animals to a lot of locations, to go to dog parks and beaches."
Except they don't let dogs into bars.
There's this really cool bar in Wicker Park that used to allow dogs in (Lemmings, IIRC) - they even had a little yard for the dogs to go weewee in. I went with a friend and her dog many times. But then the city forced them to stop allowing dogs in.
Yeah, I'm sure there's health reasons to not allow dogs into bars. But it was fun! The dogs loved it! So did the patrons!
My apologies -- Boss Lady said that the quake happened at 3 a.m.-ish. Other than ND, I assume you were all sleeping.
If the State's a rockin' don't come knockin'
Okay, is "throw Person X under the bus" totally unknown outside of sports journalism? (I presume the bus in question is the team bus, since it's "the bus" not "a bus". Worse to be run over the conveyance of your own teammates than to be flattened by a convoy of gambling-bound grandmas.)
If I'd said, "attempted to throw Tejada to the wolves," would you all have thought there was really a pack of hungry wolves standing around in suburban Baltimore?
Wow, what a great Homicide episode that would have made.
But Chicago is also dog-friendly in the littlest details. Outside the Engine 55 firehouse in Lincoln Park, firefighters keep a hydrant trickling into a bucket for thirsty hounds passing by and hand out dog biscuits as though the pups were costumed kids at Halloween.
Ooh, the firehouse two blocks from my apt. does this. And a lot of restaurants have water bowls and doggie treats set out on the sidewalk.
