the northbound I-55 off ramp at California Avenue at 3:10am
In an effort to add some discipline to my easily distracted mind, I am creating this blog to practice writing and photography on a somewhat regular basis. The title comes from a story about my Irish Grandfather. When I was a baby anytime my mother would ask him if he wanted to hold me, he would say "Does he still shit in his pants?" It sounds like something I would say about a baby and it makes me laugh every time I think about it. BTW, YOU CAN CLICK ON ANY PICTURE TO SEE IT FULL SIZE.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
May 26 The Lonely City
I had to work a few midnight shifts lately. The city is definitely a different place when ninety five percent of the people are sleeping. I had a job at 34th & California which is down the street from Cook County jail. The only people stopping at the gas station there were county cops, delivery trucks and the occasional gang bangers. I was just below I-55 which hardly had any traffic. It was a beautiful night so I turned up the radio and enjoyed the cool breeze on a humid night in the desolate, quiet, lonely city.
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