10-11-01

First off, a note for anyone who lives in Chicago. There's a magazine release party for a literary magazine (with CD attached) at an art gallery tomorrow night. I have a story being published in this magazine, and it looks like it's going to be a really cool party. See details on the News page.

I'm going to tell you a story. Tonight, we decided to get dinner. I've been working very hard lately, a lot of hours, so I decided we should treat ourselves and go out to eat. Especially since I haven't eaten out in quite a while mainly because I have been worried I might lose my job. Still a possibility. But tonight I just said, Fuckit.

We walk out the door, and I see on a mailbox a small poster that was obviously printed on an inkjet printer . It had the following message:

I LOST MY BIG BIRD STUFFED TOY ON BARRY STREET TUESDAY OCTOBER 9TH
IF YOU WERE THE WOMAN SEEN TO PICK HIM UP AT APPROXIMATELY 10:00AM.
PLEASE RETURN HIM.
I MISS HIM VERY MUCH

BEN (4 YEARS OLD)

PLEASE CALL 773-871-5614 OR LEAVE BIG BIRD
WITH THE MAINTENANCE MANAGER AT
514 WEST BARRY APT 508

Geez, that's sad. But also pretty odd at the same time. Now think about it. These parents obviously didn't see the woman picking up the bird, or they would have stopped her. So they must have gone out questioning people. Maybe they had a picture of the bird, and they were showing it around. "Have you seen this bird?" "Have you seen this bird?" "I suspect fowl play." Then they found someone who says, "I saw a woman pick up the bird this morning." "What time?" "It was around 10:00."

So then, just as I finished writing the words on this sheet of paper into my little notepad, we turned and saw the bus arriving. We ran and caught it. As we got on the bus, Elizabeth tried her bus pass, and the transfer was still active from when she came home. I thought for sure it was more than two hours. So then Elizabeth said, "Things are just working out." As I turned to scan the bus seats, all the double seats had at least one person sitting in them, but then this young guy with a couple nose piercings stood up, and said, "Hey, man, you can take these seats," and he sat down on the single seat side.

It was good karma night. That puts it right to bed.

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