why i don't swim in the ocean

exhibit A.

(via)

exhibit B.

windy

 

believe the hype: chicago is pretty okay.  if it weren't for that one thing, i'd be renting a uhaul right now.

 

when i told the woman panhandling on michigan ave that i didn't have any cash, she replied, "have a good weekend!"  midwestern friendliness.

knowing which door to open has its rewards.

 

did i take the el to wicker park so i could walk by championship vinyl?  would you expect anything less?

 

everywhere you go, there you are.

 i'm composing an ode to public transport.  also, a realization: houston is a city for people who don't like cities.

caving

call it laziness, or streamlining, or whatever it is those crazy kids are doing, but i got me a tumblr too.


crescent rolls!