The rain is not going away. It will be here for months. Everything is wet, everything is damp, everything is muddy, everything smells like the underside of a wet dog.
Driving to work today there was a guy who had somehow run his car into the front of a laundromat. It must have just happened, because everyone was still milling around and there was only one police car there. Anything interesting that happens in the city of Chicago collects at least three police cruisers, and sometimes more. Up in Buffalo Grove, it's always more. I've seen two police cars that seemed to be required in order to write a single parking ticket.
I've been thinking about where I'd move if I wanted to move again. In the last few years that I've lived here, rents have gone up all over this area. A few blocks over, there's a building where a two-bedroom apartment is over two thousand dollars. A month. I don't have any idea why it's worth that. For $24,000 a year you could buy an entire apartment building off Archer Avenue.
Things are worth whatever people will pay, I suppose.
I always enjoy your comments. It's been a while since anyone left any.