Order, Chaos, and Order Restored
It would seem that the battle between order and chaos, good and evil, is ever unfolding. Particularly on our commutes to and from work.
It would seem that the battle between order and chaos, good and evil, is ever unfolding. Particularly on our commutes to and from work.
I wonder if this was done prior to all the construction kicking in. Given the placement of the stickers and the fence, I’m guessing so. But realizing that makes me wonder how I missed this, walking by every day, to and from work?
I’ve walked by this particular door numerous times – twice a day, five times a week. I always figured this was some supply closet. But to my surprise, it was an actual (mini) office!
I wanted to poke my head inside, to look around. And possibly to jump down into what I imagined was a space underneath the physical escalator itself. But alas, I was focused on getting home and getting to my train, quickly.
Spotted this while headed home last week: a couple sitting across from one another, and the woman holding a bouquet of flowers. I don’t recall 100% if I saw the guy hand those to her (I think I did). But I walked by, debated, and then turned around again so I could walk back and take this photo.
There is a plan underway to get the George Lucas museum here in Chicago. Mayor Rahm Emanuel is in favor of it, but has encountered opposition from a group called “Friends of the Park.”
It was really coming down. What’s funny is that to the right of this area… folks were still shopping like there wasn’t a huge waterfall happening. Wish I would have gotten that photo.
Spotted this placard in the Metra car, as I was riding home. The Japanese-sounding name seemed a little out of place on a railcar, so it caught my attention.
With the sleet and freezing rain, it made the pools of water that much more deceptive. As I walked to the Metra, I could hear the shrieks of people who were taking their first steps into the arctic waters in the street.
From time to time, I’ll board the Metra and I’ll find myself on one of the older train cars. It’s like an instantaneous jump right back to the 1970’s.
Yesterday, I paused to read the sign. And took a photo. Because I wanted to share this story with all those other busy Chicagoans who, like me, may not have noticed it in their hurried walks through the station.
Even though it’s not yet Thanksgiving, I liked the glow of the lights. Especially now that things are so dark, on our walk home.
Spotted while walking home, a little before dusk.
Spotted this, while walking to pick up my car from the mechanic. I’m not sure if what’s on the building is a work in progress, or what remains after something was removed. Either way, it made me smile.
Spotted this guy at the crosswalk, on my way home Friday. Not quite the same as catching the Living Statue on the CTA… but a fun out-of-context encounter regardless.