Neanderpundit

The Chicago Auto show was.. well, it was less. Less than it was in years past, and less than you’d think was appropriate.

Handful of nice broads.

Partner and I and one of our college colleagues went downtown on the South Shore.

Partner and I came back on the shore, our colleague stayed and met his daughter, and met us for dinner after.

Standing on the platform, Partner had that look on his face.

I’ve known him for 42 years, so I’ll interpret ‘The Look”

‘Yes, this is the last time I’m coming into this godforsaken shithole. Unless of course someone decides to drop a nuke here, in which case I’ll run to the epicenter of the explosion, that I might be surrounded by people who believe they have something to live for, and drink in their final moments of despair like expensive French wine”

You can tell a lot from a look.

The Daughter’s training is coming along nicely, too. This morning at breakfast, she was discussing the general activity of drivers in the Region. “I will beat you until you learn!” In her best Ren Hoek voice, “And if you don’t learn, you will die stupid!!’

Little shop by the old house, old time traditional Rexall type pharmacy, pharmacist on duty using a speakerphone to answer calls while he filled scrips.

“Hello? yeah I’m having trouble with these damned pills”
“What pills are those?”
“The Viagra. How far in am I supposed to put them?”
“how far…. ! Those are to be taken orally!!”
“yeah, right. Next you’ll be telling me I’m supposed to stick suppositories in my ears. Anyway, these aren’t working worth a damn, they must be defective. And I’m pissing needles!! Couldn’t they make the bastards round? why do they have to make sharp corners on ’em?”
“I think you need to get to the ER pretty soon, mr ___, you might have some problems otherwise”

I had to leave. I was torn between laughing and cringing, and cringing was winning.

As the only straight man I know who loves broadway Musicals, this appealed to me in ways most won’t understand.

hat tip Pascal