Oct. 31st, 2014 04:54 pm
Ghastly weather
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muckefuckFrom a certain point of view, today's weather is completely apropos. It's cold, windy, and wet. (In meteorological terms: 3°C, winds off the Lake of 50 km/hr gusting up to 70 km/hr, and occasional sleet.) It's the kind of weather you can't imagine anything but ghouls and beasts going out in. Pity the poor the trick-or-treaters!
I wanted to walk to the lakefront to admire the breakers. (Further south, 8-metre waves have been reported.) But as I approached, I saw that they had blocked it off. With all the construction (my heart goes out to the workmen laying brick and installing plantings there today), the closest I could get was the roof of the parking structure. Five minutes up there was enough to give me a murderous earache.
From the fifth floor, you can see a striking contrast between the lagoon, which is calm and aquamarine, and the lake proper, which is brown and choppy. I'm not sure what's become of the waterfowl. When I went to toss my breadcrumbs after lunch, not a one of them came out of hiding. Instead, a flock of gulls from the centre of the pond descended on me in horror-movie fashion.
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monshu and I want to get to Pilsen early tomorrow in order to grab a pan de muertos and make it through the museum before it gets too crowded. Bigbones and Miss Cleveland are supposed to meet us there, and I imagine our traditional stroll through Pilsen will be replaced with a drive to Decolores on Halsted. So it'll be a scary movie and an early bedtime for us (unless those two should prove incompatible).
I wanted to walk to the lakefront to admire the breakers. (Further south, 8-metre waves have been reported.) But as I approached, I saw that they had blocked it off. With all the construction (my heart goes out to the workmen laying brick and installing plantings there today), the closest I could get was the roof of the parking structure. Five minutes up there was enough to give me a murderous earache.
From the fifth floor, you can see a striking contrast between the lagoon, which is calm and aquamarine, and the lake proper, which is brown and choppy. I'm not sure what's become of the waterfowl. When I went to toss my breadcrumbs after lunch, not a one of them came out of hiding. Instead, a flock of gulls from the centre of the pond descended on me in horror-movie fashion.
I had no plans to go out tonight anyway since
monshu and I want to get to Pilsen early tomorrow in order to grab a pan de muertos and make it through the museum before it gets too crowded. Bigbones and Miss Cleveland are supposed to meet us there, and I imagine our traditional stroll through Pilsen will be replaced with a drive to Decolores on Halsted. So it'll be a scary movie and an early bedtime for us (unless those two should prove incompatible).Tags: