Casual observations while toodling around Chicago

Casual observations while toodling around Chicago includes my first rat sighting (last night, crossing the street in front of us, I nearly ran over him, but missed). He was pretty small, for a city rat.

Bums: the guy with the nice plastic lawn chair and a clearly-printed sign. We're obviously talking upscale professional bumming here.

The bum at the bus stop who, with great difficulty, managed to step into the street and pick up a cig butt that might've still had one hit left on it, maybe. Made it back up the curb without falling.

The guy who looked like "whatever became of Pigpen" (accompanying cloud of dust and all), walking down the street, begging at car windows: I noticed he had a bluetooth ear-thingy!

OTOH, that may be something like the program I proposed long ago of giving fake cell phones to crazies so when they walk down the street mumbling, they can at least look like they're on the phone.

For all my un-PC terminology I delouse myself.

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