Prejudice on the El Platform

Guess what I'm wearing on Saint Patrick's Day next year?

Uh huh. And since I don't always believe in delayed gratification, (it is a long way till March 17th) I wore this shirt yesterday. Thanks to my eldest son, a budding photographer if there ever was one, you get a glimpse of my "Thinking Deep Thoughts" stance.

Or at least, I think that's what that is.

It could just as easily be my, "Wow, there's a whole lot of black ants down there!" look.

Can you tell it's Friday night and I'm bored? I can't believe it's come to this! Really, if I'm writing about black ants crawling around, I might as well chew on a piece of cardboard and call it a night.

Speaking of "night", let's do a little homophone paradigm shift because I'm jealously picturing everybody else out drooling over Christian Bale's performance as Batman in "The Dark Knight". I really wanted to see it but alas, it was not meant to be.

I guess I shouldn't overexaggerate by saying "everybody" wants to see the film. I got to experience some Chicago Transit Authority delays today and before you knew it, five or six of us random strangers were discussing Batman while waiting for a red line train at the Fullerton stop. One guy who was sort of hovering on the fringes of our newly formed El social club said he had no intention of seeing the film because, "That guy playin' him (Batman)... he's a f***ing ____!" (Insert most popular and offensive gay slur in the space where you see_____).

I'm pretty sure that guy now knows that when you say such things when there's a CTA delay, and everyone is cranky and late, you could end up getting tossed off the platform. Seriously, it was such ignorance.

Sigh.

And now, while you you're wondering whether or not that idiot really got pitched onto the el tracks, I'm going to say goodnight because I think I may keel over into my laptop.

Night-night!