But I do write!
Just not that often. What about? Well, whatever crosses the synapses, mostly. But hardly any poetry, 'cos no one goes for that.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
I was walking past one of the bridge houses along the Chicago River this morning, and I noticed that I could see right into it, and there was a sign on the wall. (You may have to look at the larger image to read it.)