Angel: If nothing we do matters, than the only thing that matters is what we do. If there's no greater meaning, than the smallest gesture can be the greatest thing in the world.

I think I come at the from a different place than Joss, but I love it just the same.

t points at both the above statements and nods fiercely

I used to work outside on the corner of Michigan and Pearson in Downtown Chicago. We weren't allowed to go home unless it was colder than 18 degrees. I recall one day when it couldn't decide whether to rain or snow but had definitively chosen to do either horizontally and I turned to the driver behind me and between clattering teeth I said, "you know, I still love my job." He replied, "You don't see me walking away."

agrees with SeanK, Laga & Sonus are bonkers, tho I do have a bit of envy for who S will visit with. I miss the MiracleBorns. :(

Hey, Laga, what did you used to do outside on a corner in Chicago?

Also, 18 degrees? That seems like such a bizarre cut off point. Why not 20 or 15?

slowly sneaks into the thread

Hey, everyone! Can I tell you all how much I hate not being able to access b.org at work? By the time I get home at night, I'm usually too tired to get online, so I only get to read some on the weekends and then I have to skip madly.

So, hi all! I miss you terribly, but please know that I still lurk and read and I do read LJ everyday, so I can at least keep up with you that way.

I'm with Laga and Sonus, to a degree. I like snow but not so much ice. There's still a little snow on the ground from last week, but it's been pretty warm the last couple of days and most of it has melted. With warm being in the 30's.

Hooray for a ChiKat sighting! Miss you too!

I used to drive carriages in Chicago. the 18 degree rule was imposed by Animal Control for the safety of the horses. They also were not allowed to work if it was too warm though I forget the actual cut off. You could also get sent home if your horse had a sore or appeared to be limping. (though nobody I worked with would ever leave the barn under those conditions.) I can't speak for the horses in New York but I can tell you the labor laws in Chicago are stricter for animals than they are for people. A horse must have water available every hour, rest 15 minutes for every hour worked and work no more than six hours in a single day. Also it wasn't a law but our stable gave the horses a week off in the countryside out of every month. One time Sid Vicious (yep that's his real name) didn't want to be caught to go back to the city from the farm for a couple of Thursdays in a row so by the time he came back to work he was so fatted up on grass he barely fit between the shafts. More than one person accused us of working a pregnant mare... OK that was way more than you asked. See what happens when you get me started?

I'm pretty sure that's Sidney there and if you click through to "additional carriage photos" you can see Hansel (the grey) and Sunny, who I got to work with on stage at the Lyric Opera in Elisir d'Amore.

More than one person accused us of working a pregnant mare...

:: sigh ::

This is why more people ought to attend county fairs and such... Then they might know to check the "undercarriage" as it were and realize that Sid is not a mare at all!

argh. at seatac. plane is late. phone keeps logging me out of b.org. may have to sleep in ohare. or run very fast. boo.