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Thursday, October 9, 2014 – Inbound – trainspottingChicago



Good morning.

I’m on the 8:30AM into the City. This blog is coming full circle.
I started this travelogue two years ago, on advise from two dear friends of mine. One was a literary magazine editor in am past life; the other is a financial reporter. They both saw my original Facebook posts about my train rides as “Studs Terkel-ish, everyman observations” and convinced me, at a college homecoming in 2012, to move the effort to the blogosphere.

Now, I’m on a commuter train inbound to Union Station to catch a connecting Amtrak train to my Alma Mater. One of the realizations of that 2012 visit was that my wife and kids noticed a new energy from me. A spring in my step. So, since 2012, I’ve been taking a four night, three day “constitutional” every October. Today is the first day of this year’s annual pilgrimage.

I can’t help but notice that this is an off-peak, “cattle car” train, which makes more stops (every stop?) along this line. I am used to the constancy of the express trains, where once you are on, you can’t get off until the end of the line.

Sitting two seats in front of me is Conan O’Brian of talkshow fame, except that this fellow is 92 years young. His once Scotch-Irish jawline is now jowled. He didn’t shaved today, so there’s a rugged look about the wrinkles around his mouth. He is aurally fixated with his iCrackerBot, in that he is connected to the device via ear buds. He does not look inspired by the media feeding his eyes and ears, as it is evident he is watching a video.

Behind him, there is an Indo-American fellow who looks EXACTLY like Luther Vandross from the 1970’s, complete with a jet black coif of hair, a trimmed mustache and a good watch. He’s wearing a brown leather jacket. Luther Singh is asleep, his bejeweled hand in a fist so as to balance that tired, but gorgeously groomed, head in rhythmic slumber.

I will blog some more from the Amtrak. Also here are a Gandhi, Golda Meir, Margaret Thatcher, Reese Witherspoon and Lou Ferrigno. All are armed.

Happy Thursday. Safe Travels.

Thursday, September 19, 2013 – Homeward Bound – #trainspotting#Chicago


Good afternoon. I was planning on taking a break this afternoon, but I’m on the, now serialized, 3:55PM out of the City and one of our old friends is on a roll.

I must dedicate this entry strictly to Dr. Jeckyl-Hyde, who is on a roll this afternoon. Evidently the shooting at the Navy Yard in Washington DC is tugging at his (their?) mind(s)!

The far right Mr. Hyde is ranting about how if everyone was armed, this would not have happened. Furthermore, he is berating the US Navy, Navy Reserves, and the VA, not to mention the Contractor that hired the fellow, on their background check procedures. “There aught to be a LAW about background checks for goverment contractors, dammit!”

Now, Dr. Jeckyl chimes in. RINO, reserved, contemplative, he reminds Mr. Hyde that this fellow, in a style worthy of Lee Harvey Oswald, ordered the weapon used at the Navy Yard, on line and through the mail. No need for a background check. No need for a license to carry. It seems the murderer ordered the weapon just a few days before the shooting.

Now, Mr. Hyde immediately chimes in with the NRA mantra and quoting the 2nd part of the Second Amendment. Yes. Yes. The Right to Bear Arms shall not be Infringed.

But, says Dr. Jeckyl, the Right is issued by the Government. The Government can amend and edit those rights. And should. Why? The political and economic environment of 1800, is different in 2013. Also, the understanding of mental illness and PTSD is better understood. Nobody, even the most gun-loving hunter, would have reasonably allowed a crazy ex-Navy, twice arrested, VA-diagnosed, Reservist-discharged, access to a weapon.

What now? Dr J-K is not moving anymore. He is staring out the window. Statuesque.

Also here are David Paymer, Wagner-Fan, Clive Owen, War Correspondent, Harvey Keitel and Golda Meir. All are armed.

Happy Thursday. Safe travels.

May 2. 2013 – Inbound – #trainspotting#Chicago


Good Morning. On the, discombobulated, 7:30AM into the City.
Hi there.

To those in the know, Happy Post Flunk Day to you. Even though it’s been more than twenty years since my first Flunk Day, it aught to be a intricate part of one’s Spring. A random day off to go bonkers. Play. Be decadent. Blow off some steam. The randomness of it is such that you may be working on something vitally important to you. Great. Put it down. Check your head. I did. It was marvellous!

Right. On with the show. I was running behind so I ended up catching the rear Quiet Car, where the serious people sit. Gordon Gekko is here. The live embodiment of Michael Douglas’s iconic Wall Street capitalist is sitting in the opposite jumpseat, facing the path of travel. His Brooks Bros. suit is perfectly pressed. He is using some of the relaxation techniques he learned at the last executive corporate retreat in Cabo to control his biorhythms. Counting money, no doubt.

Chi McBride is here. The TV actor best known for playing African America n male authority figures (principals, police lieutenants) is researching his next role as an ops manager at a futures-market trading floor. Good luck with that new project – riveting television.

Also here are Fareed Zakaria, Tiger Woods, Janice Joplin, Golda Meir, Martha Stewart and Billy Corrigan. All are armed.

Happy Thursday. Safe Travels.

January 23, 2013 – Inbound – #trainspotting#Chicago


Good morning. On the, crisp & clean and exceedingly early, 6:35AM into the City. Back quiet car, wearing a horrible winter knit hat with flops over the ears and Pipi Longstocking like tails from those flaps. The hipster across the aisle and sitting by the window is coveting this chapeau-challenge. He looks like Paul Ryan (R-WI), although not as buffed and Machiavellian as the august Congressman from the Cheesy State.

Also here is a 55-year old Harry Potter. The lightning scar has faded behind wrinkles. His hair is full for his age, though his forehead is more prominent. The charcoal gray suggests that he spends a lot of time over a cauldron, taking up potions making later in life to keep up with his grand-children’s studies. His glasses are the same as when he was at Hogwarts, ‘lo those many years ago.

My children watch a cartoon called “The Fairy-Odd Parents,” where the boy Timmy finds parental guidance from his Fairy (magical) Godparents more than from his inept parents. In this cartoon, one of Timmy’s nemeses is his homeroom teacher, hoping to expose the no-doubt existence of Timmy’s magical family. Well, that teacher, the name of the character escapes me, traveling on the train. He is napping, but was previously looking very nervous about something. Perhaps this is his first time on the train?

Also to be mentioned are Sen. Larry Craig, Greg Maddox, Golda Meir, and Dr. Jane Goodall. I hope your Tuesday goes well. Safe travels.

Post-script – Today is Wednesday.