My Kinda Town....

yes, I have a lot of catching up to do, and I plan on doing it today...yet another gym-evading tactic. But first, let me share what happened this morning while I was driving home from my massage and picking up my 5K race packet:

Near the intersection of Lincoln and Irving Park, I encountered droves of sorority girls doing their part to help Misericordia by standing in the middle of the street handing out Jelly Belly packets only an anorexic would appreciate in exchange for whatever spare change lives in what used to be car ashtrays (but not our car - our car actually has a designated spare change area, but I digress...). Now, much like my homies who sell white tube socks and bottles of water on the corner of Cermak and Western, these girls were risking their lives for the greater good and usually I choose to non-discriminately ignore ALL OF THEM. However, UNLIKE my tube sock touting, selling M&M's for my fake basketball team homies, once you pass the corner, it's usually over with. Not with Misericordia. Misericordia has them working all busy intersections in a 10-mile radius. Which is why you ALWAYS get the sticker so you can show the next chump trying to pimp you for change your "I did my part for Misericordia" sticker (now they have a hole so you can stick it on your rearview mirror and flip them off as you pass by and if I were smart, I'd keep it in the car and break it out on days like today) and they will smile and wave like they were really passionate about helping M...(I'm tired of spelling it. And, once, a long time ago, when I asked the person guilting me out of my change if they actually knew what Misericordia was, that person told me it was a genetic defect....what a jackass...and if I hadn't been an eager pre-law college student at the time, I would have run over his foot accidentially on purpose).

But I couldn't find my previous sticker. So I gave Perky Blond Young Skinny Chick some change and received my beans and sticker. But, alas, I was caught by the red light and I had to sit. And so this bum came up to my car and was like "Spare anything?" and since he didn't have any jelly bellys, I told him to F-off (J/K)...but I really did roll up my window (due to a past encounter with a homeless man walking up to my driver side window back in law school). He proceeded to CHEW OUT Perky for being on his corner. Laying into her. And she wasn't having it, she came back with the best comeback: "Last I checked this wasn't your corner. No you can't have any beans!" Too bad the light changed to green....