After an hour and a half of being cheated out of victories of Crazy 8’s by an opponent who would draw instead of playing her 8s – way to go, ma – we started seeing our beautiful Mecca: a fading sun sparkling off the gulf waters. Then I saw some islands…but my guard wasn’t down. […]
Ft. Myers, Margaritaville
A letter to the saxophone player outside Busch Stadium who had his tip box free-kicked downstreet.
One hour layover in St. Louis, MO. A Cubs fan’s worst nightmare, aside from them losing here. At least this time I’ll be leaving the airport in an airplane. Last time I was at Lambert-St. Louis International Airport, I was rented car and drove back to Chicago. See, I was at a Cubs-Cardinals game 2.5 […]
Now Boarding
We board in ten minutes. I’m starting to relax a little, but the competitor in me won’t let me celebrate put my feet into the sand n water if the gulf shores. I’m still tense enough to the point that when I went to the bathroom a few minutes ago, I looked for my work […]
On the bus
I’m finally on the way to Ft. Myers, Margaritaville. It’s ten to 8 on a bright, frozen 8-degree morning. Perfect NFL weather, but not for riding a shuttle bus to Chicago Midway International Airport. Couple that with the fact the bus driver has us taking backroads through Gary to get to the next station… I […]