PRIMARY ERECTION DAY
Even though it's primary day someone was crim and did intermediate series.
All of it.
Very sloppily, too.
Bad, bad, bad.
Yet it felt so good, good good to cleanse the nadis (energy channels) and continue the work begun in NYC.
On the way home from the shala one passed by this:
One is pleased that the former Paul Revere Masonic Temple is now a Buddhist temple rather than, say, more condominiums....
Yet rather annoyed by the massive signs promoting 47th Ward Alderman Gene Schulter.
Later, in an effort to consoldiate two unpleasant errands, I went on foot to the post office and then over to the high school to vote.
On the way I passed by this:
Yes, that big hole is where Jim's Grill used to be.
Apparently they tore down it down while someone was in NYC.
The high school was still there, though.
And the gauntlet of tall intimidating ward cretins handing out "sample ballots" for Mayor Daley were right in their places.
I declined theirs and took one from an African American guy promoting another agenda.
Hopefully they didn't notice.
Inside, I wrote in my own name for City Treasurer.
Then I realized this could allow them to track me down, and scribbled it out.